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"Look at all the young girls, this is a felony waiting to happen." That was the "joke" that Russell Peters used to open up the 2017 Junos on Sunday, an award show that had already been marred by a second consecutive year of the #JunosSoMale debate over gender-imbalanced nominees. Peters then proceeded to reduce Canada's heritage minister, the Honourable Mélanie Joly, to being "hot." The show went on, but anger over Peters has continued to build as have the usual defenders crying about how it was just a joke. So let's unpack that.
There's a sound in those old vinyls that we don't really get in other music forms, an old-school, comforting flavour that takes the listener back to a better, simpler time. That's where the band Melted Vinyl drew its first inspiration.
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Always on the go and up to a new and interesting project, David Ellefson -- legendary bassist and co-founding member of Megadeth -- has made a huge success out of his talents during a lifetime of work in the music industry.
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Over his 50-year career, Bowie had an unparalleled ability to remain relevant by giving each generation its own moment with him. The 1970s kids got to enjoy his most prolific and influential period as one of the era's most definitive artists as it happened while the rest of us eventually discovered it as a pop cultural rite of passage, regardless of our entry point. He kicked off the decade a year early with his non-hippie hit "Space Oddity" before unleashing his Ziggy Stardust and Thin White Duke personae, collaborating with John Lennon, Lou Reed and Iggy Pop, and moving to Berlin to record his groundbreaking trilogy, "Low," "Heroes" and "Lodger."
As the summer draws to a close, we look forward only to the rigidity of back-to-school bro-fests organized by student unions. The life of a touring musician is far from glamorous, summer festivals or winter club shows. But at the end of the day that adrenaline rush of playing a show -- any show -- makes it all worthwhile.
On November 5, Canadian rock star Corey Hart released a YouTube video of a live emotional cover of U2's ode to relationships, conflict and reconciliation, One, in collaboration with Juno award winning...
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As you are presently kick and shift in your Mother's belly as the title of a kick-ass Nirvana album, I would like to present you with the first of many mix tapes your Papa plans to make for you. This one will have a running theme of strong, intelligent women who have written (in my humble opinion) some of the most powerful songs.
The band was fronted by a guy named Alice who wore women's clothes. They played New York City a month before the Stonewall riots and caused their own riot amongst the fawning drag queens in attendance when Alice started tossing beer bottles in the audience to get a reaction. New York City police should not have messed with a bunch of pissed off drag queens hopped up on testosterone and Alice Cooper!
Lately I feel like I'm more emotional than ever. It's incredible, even ridiculous, pathetic, how personally I take this book. Every slight, every non-mention, every email that goes un-returned, I'm ready to rage. And I have a 6 week-old son. This kind of self-involvement is embarrassing.
To preface this story, I have to admit that my relationship with porn has always been a dishonest one. If I was to watch it on the Internet, I streamed it. I have never bought a DVD or subscribed to a website nor financially contributed to the industry in anyway, only stolen from it. Then, one day, porn got me back. Someone on Twitter sent me a link to a porno that used our song. Art-rock is a tricky thing. It's precious. People talk about it like fine art or good wine. It's pretentious, it's serious and not for porn. So the implication was that I should be immediately up in arms. My art was stolen and slapped over some smut film. How dare they defile something I labored over?
After Billie Joe Armstrong's now-viral on-stage meltdown, the Green Day camp quickly went into clean-up mode and put out a press release stating Armstrong had entered rehab. To me it really seemed like a genuine meltdown and I can only empathize. However, there was one thing that bothered me about the whole thing: at the end of the meltdown Armstrong and his bandmate, bassist, Mike Dirnt both smashed their guitars...