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CMJ Day Three

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Whew! We're a little more than half-way through this music marathon in New York and I'm starting to realize how similar this experience is to an actual marathon. It requires a lot of endurance, patience, and you'll wish you were an amputee afterwards. With two more days left, I'm still yearning for more and I'm certain that CMJ's final days will sate me.


Yesterday started off a bit slow. I began my trek in Brooklyn to see up and coming Kemado Records artist Blood Ceremony. I've been a huge fan of Kemado ever since they signed Dungen, another 70s throwback band of sorts. Blood Ceremony hail from Toronto and they are equal parts Black Sabbath and Jethro Tull. Imagine a small, ruddy Canadian girl belting over pre-Metal riffs, sporadically piping notes through a flute like Ian Anderson. The drummer wore a smile from ear and ear whilst fervently pounding. He dissected the songs aloud, "Ok, now here's the second part!" It's clear they are in the rudimentary stages of their band development. They're still working out the kinks of live performance, but there is something tremendously promising about this Canadian act. I'm positive their debut will turn all the blogger's heads.I proceeded to bounce back into the city to catch another wonderful Canadian act at Webster Hall called Holy Fuck. They happened to be opening for UNKLE and so you can imagine how packed the place was. The gargantuan space was well-suited for this type of expansive electronic bashings. I expected to be blown away, but for some reason I got bored. I stuck around for a few songs and pined to continue my Canadian streak.