mmmmmmbagels

Since relocating from NJ to the West Coast, I have been deprived of a good bagel for pretty much the last 4 years...until I came to Montreal and found the greatness that is Fairmount Bagels. Open 24 hours, fresh bagels at any time, and nothing is better than that sweet aftertaste of a hot Fairmount sesame seed bagel.  This ish is so good that you can eat them straight, no butter no cream cheese.  It brings in a diverse crowd of housewives running errands in the morning, construction dudes on their break, and of course, hipsters after a drunken night out (or after leaving the bar).  Thinking about it, I was introduced to Fairmount by a dude (my friend asked him if he was a hipster, and he quickly said no, but I still think he is since that's what all hipsters do) after meeting him at Green Room (bar on St. Laurent).  I thought I wouldn't want anything, but once I stepped through the entrance and smelled the delicious scent of freshly baked goods, I cracked and discovered the greatest drunk food of all time...even better than Pita Pit and that's saying a lot.

74 Fairmount West

Check it out...oh and they're always better fresh....always.

PS 

Band: Volcano Choir

Album: Unmap

Verdict: Chill+Ambrosial+Slightly Odd= Satisfying (except for like 2 songs...but that's it)

Wesleyan Hot Mess

How is it possible for one school to churn out so many amazing bands? Fuck if I know, but it's pretty freaking grand.  Granted, some of them formed post-Wes (and in Brooklyn, breeding ground of all that is great and hipster)...BUT STILL, this place is making some cracked out ish.

Amazing Baby: First off, they have a song called The Narwhal, that in itself is epic.  Anyone who can have a song about the unicorns of the sea are incred.  Seriously though, they have a great sound kind of like the Cure but with more echoing.  Their album Rewild is kind of random in it's genre with poppy, folk, and rock songs.  I think they have something for everybody, but more importantly they have a song called the Narwhal and everyone should have an epic animal song name in their library.

Oh and they're in montreal in december...

Boy Crisis: This is copied from their myspace since I couldn't put it any better...anyways they have an ethnic member so obv their fucking awesome

"Boy Crisis is an American Proto-Post Popular Music Band from the United States following the Rhythm & Blues Tradition of such classic acts as The Ronettes and New Edition, carrying on the Great Western practice of cultural appropriation in an attempt to forge at least some semblance of interpersonally translatable empathy and compassion and at most, true love. Two useful terms a music journalist might feel compelled to use in describing them would be: "danceable" and "pop hooks." Boy Crisis is a "Brooklyn buzz band." They are well-liked in the blogosphere. They are hip and marketable to several youthy demographics. They have "crossover appeal." They have an "ethnic band member." Boy Crisis is a semi-cosmic cultural entity. Their spaced-out vibe is totally tubular. They are the conundrum of masculinity and youth. They are a limited liability corporation."

Das Racist: Pizza Hut Taco Bell? WTF...how did these kids get into Wesleyan? Oh well, they're in montreal Oct.3 and I kind of want to see them....kind of

MGMT (last on the list cuz they're sell outs): If you don't know MGMT there is something wrong with you esp since they have reached the peak of sell-out-dom, how do I know?  Because they sell they're freaking albums in Urban Outfitters psh

To make Wesleyan even more beast, they have lingerie and sex parties...cracked out musicians and sex, why am I not there?

Goats on Acid

Unknown bands.

It's what everyone wants to know.  And what everyone wants everyone else to not know. (If that makes sense).  

These delicious morsels of music usually have ridiculous names that you most likely will forget by the time you walk out of your "hidden" bar and you wake up from your drunken stupor.  

For Example:

"Aw man, this mad hot guy told me the name of this new band, it was playing at the Green Room and everyone was going crazy, what was that again?"

"Holy Flying Monkey Shit?"

"No, that's not right"

"Love Be Still Heart Pound Fast?"

"Ugh, no, fuck being hung over and blacking"

What's the best though, is when you go up to a "hipster" and start talking about your new find, like when me and a friend went to Solin (the weird rez for McGill) and shared our love for Goats on Acid (a band we made up).  We would tell them about how elusive they were, the enigma of music, and that you couldn't find them online because they didn't believe in giving into the corporate misery that is the internet.  All we did was spew lies, and they would nod AND ACTUALLY SAY THAT THEY KNEW WHO THIS BAND WAS!

What's wrong with the hipster culture?

When you talk about an actual band like Neutral Milk Hotel, they don't know, but when it's fake they do?

People try too hard.

Way too hard.

I Miss Seattle

The flannel, the vibe, the outdoors, the beauty....I miss it, I miss Seattle.  Montreal is great but let's be serious, it's just not the same.  Sure I can drink everyday and school is interesting, but I just haven't found the nitch that I had back home.  I need to find some seattle-esque places to go, no more of this slut-it-up-expensive cover charge-greasy guys-ridiculously priced drinks-club bullshit.  I need a fucking cheap bar, market, and coffee shop.  I don't ask for much.  Just a little less euro trash, that's all.