Most weeknights I'm in the Drake Hotel 's dining room enjoying the butter pear and scallion salad. So I didn't need to travel far Friday night to take in the latest instalment of Lipstick, Cherry, the monthly electro ho-down by DJ Pammm (of Night Moves fame) with guest DJ Wes Allen (James Brown Is Dead) at my fave hang spot's aptly named Underground venue. Pammm's shindiggg is fairly new to Drakie H's; in the past, it's branded tan lines on asses at Stones Place and Sneaky Dee's. The night was s'posed to kick off at 11 pm, but vexingly, Winni-peg generic strummers Easily Amused (who had a show at 8 pm) long overstayed their welcome.
L, Cherry marked Allen's second consecutive night spinnin'. Sadly, a wicked-awful migraine kept me away from So Throwed, the crunked, chopped, screwed and snapped bass-rap thing he rocks each Thursdeezy at Footwork with DJs Rob Gordon (of Metric/DFA1979 labelmates From Fiction), Precious Cuts and Shaun Wing.
Despite the fashionable thump and mesmerizing video projections and graphics courtesy of Lazer Lulu and VJ Trendz at the Drake, we had to make like fabric softener and bounce: Headman was calling. The enjoyably high-ceilinged Spin Gallery hosted Robi Insinna a.k.a. Manhead or Headman, the influential Swiss scenester-role-model selecta himself. After cuts from MSTRKRFT, the indie dance rotator's well-sequenced set kept a thick swelter of humidity on a crowded dance floor.
Then it was off to The Clap (DJs Alex W, Vanessa F and Colin B ) at the Boat (158 Augusta), which was winding down when we breezed through. Edmonton IDM-rap sensation Cadence Weapon (who'd been after-partying post rocking the Opera House show with Islands and Busdriver ) and co. were making their way out. Before inviting us back, Boat booker Trevor Coleman let it slip that the Weapon would be DJing the club next month. You heard it here first, motherfuckers.
I'd never have forgiven myself (get it?) if I'd missed the return of Never Forgive Action at Gypsy Co-op, so it was numero uno on the list Saturday night. Coincidentally, local rapper More or Les, whose second album drops next week (see feature, page 76), was on the steel wheels, and pretty busy beat-matching some Maestro at that. So I decided to hold off on asking him to let my boy rap (which was hard, cuz my boy, he really wanted to get on the mic that night).
We returned later that night to the Boat for the annoyingly named Next Party party with Baltimore club hitters Tittsworth, featuring Jinxx on the mic. The place was packed, the cutting-edge beats (Miami rapper Rick Ross's Hustlin riled shit up) were on point, but the constant Jinxx really needs to switch his game up. A taste of his MCing: "Toronto, yo, what's good, Toronto? Yeah. Yeah, Toronto, what's good? To-ronto, you like that, right? Yeah, Toron-to, you do like that. That's what's good, Toronto."
After feeling out the lower-key vibe of DJ Fase 's club R&B/dance at Supermarket, we hightailed it up to Sneaky Dee's for the tail end of Wavelength. Took in 100% WoOL, a local girl/guy electric guitar/synth duo, who seethed with distortion and screamy, steamy funk ferocity.