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Osheaga roll call

Hey, it’s Ashley here! I’m going to Osheaga, a three-day music and arts festival at Parc Jean-Drapeau in Montreal from August 2-4. I’ll be there cheering on our own Rich Aucoin and checking out so many other cool bands while I’m there (while blogging all about it!). Who should I see? Who should I miss? […]

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The long road to Osheaga

Pre-Day 14-hour drive from Halifax. Many stops in New Brunswick. Unsure if this is due to the size of the province, or the size of our convoy’s bladders. Day 1 Osheaga is a wonderland for music lovers; stages share space with shady areas full of couches for lounging. We catch The Jezebels and Dum Dum […]

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Are We Not Men? We Are R-I-C-H

Jenn Ivanovs all keyed up! HOYO! The seemingly inexhaustible Rich Aucoin was all over Montreal last weekend for shows both scheduled and spontaneous. After spending Friday opening for Of Montreal at Metropolis, Aucoin was woken from a deep Saturday-morning slumber by his bandmate Joel Waddel, who announced that Cage the Elephant had cancelled and Aucoin […]

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Canadian Slang

A flight debacle on Saturday meant I didn’t arrive in Montreal until Day 1 of the Osheaga Festival was almost over, meaning the closest I got to Parc Jean-Drapeau was texts from my Coast cohort Holly (summary: THE NATIONAL!). The festival is easily accessible by subway, and if you can make it through the pre-gate […]

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Osheaga Day Two

Sunday began with rain, continued with rain, and ended with sun. We showed up to the festival in time to catch someone we had been looking forward to, Miike Snow. The band is comprised of singer/songwriter Andrew Wyatt and producing team Bloodshy & Avant. Six men dressed in black filled the stage to create a […]

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Osheaga Day One

Unfortunately, due to a 12-hour drive from Halifax to Montreal, Saturday started a little late. Doors to the festival opened at 1pm with bands starting at two (we arrived around four). It was 35 degrees, sunny and humid at Parc Jean Drapeau that day. A perfect setting for drunken fools to dehydrate themselves and pass […]

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