The Juan Maclean

Saw this band at the Horseshoe last night. I'm not the absolute biggest fan (though I love the song Dance With Me), but was fairly sold after last night. Electronic-based acts are often shitty live, especially if dancing is not an option. Usually too much invisible stuff is going on for the crowd to really be moved. For instance, much as I really loved watching Ulrich Schnauss on fire at his controller, it would've been better had I been sitting down in a cork-panelled auditorium. Juan Maclean was more... mandatory dance. There was still a lot of invisible stuff going on (i.e. no one was playing the bass line), but there was such a sheer mass of mixers, MPC hooked up to Korg synth hooked up to Nord synth hooked up to two rack synths hooked up to some exotic rotary interface hooked up to who knows what... that the crowd was stunned at the complexity, the canopy of patch cords on stage. And the theremin. That is like the third time that's come up in a blog entry this week - horror. I didn't really know what was going on, but that's because I had a nice buzz and decided to giv'er on the dancefloor.

Here's a song: The Juan Maclean - Crush the Revolution. Please don't dance to it.

Oh, almost forgot. Bounce's secret twin was the the show last night, throwing strobey Cory-ass punches and generally acting mental. We yelled out her name, because we thought she was Bounce herself, but apparently two similar creatures lurk in Toronto's seedy underbelly. The latest (aka Bizarro Bounce) proved to be significantly less offensive... nevertheless, forever tainted by the Bounce resemblence.