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Cinéma L’amour Announce Eastern Canadian Tour

This coming May and June, Montréal’s most charmingly nerdy loop-rock duo are taking their mind bending live show on the road, with plans to blanket the Maritimes, Newfoundland, and Southern Ontario in dropped jaws and melted faces yet again. With their latest single (Long Drives//Empty Bottles) in tow and a slew of new songs, the pair are ready to cement their reputation for one of the most unique and impressive live shows out there.



Formed back in the heady days of mid-2009, childhood friends Chris Kavanagh (Drums, Keyboards) and Dorian Scheidt (Guitar, Voice, Pedal Board Tap Dance) set out to satisfy their craving for music that would keep their ADD ravaged attention spans locked in place. Using guitar, drums, voice, and an absurd array of effects and loopers, the pair craft seamless pieces spanning continents and decades of influence and inspiration. Dorian Scheidt’s layered vocal melodies, bass lines and occasionally aggressive guitar riffs are all anchored by Chris Kavanagh’s relentlessly inventive drum performances. Bouncing between moods, tones and entire genres with fluidity and grace, Cinéma L’amour are most assuredly “Something Else.”

CINÉMA L’AMOUR :: SEEING IS DISBELIEVING
Dates:
May 11 – Sackville, NB – Struts Gallery
May 14 – Moncton, NB – Plan B
May 15 – Charlottetown, PEI – TBA
May 16 – Halifax, NS – Gus’ Pub
May 17 – Truro, NS – TBA
May 18 – Halifax, NS – House Show
May 19 – Sydney, NS – Governor’s
May 22 – Stephenville, NL – Clancy’s
May 23 – Corner Brook, NL – Whitehorse Lounge
May 24 – St. John’s, NL – The Levee
May 25 – St. John’s, NL – All Ages Early Show – The Rocket Room
May 25 – St. John’s, NL – CBTG’s
May 26 – St. John’s, NL – The Ship
May 29 – Sydney, NS – Governor’s
May 30 – TBA
May 31 – Fredericton, NB – Gallery Connexion
June 1 – St. John, NB – Early Show @ Backstreet Records
June 1 – St. John, NB – The Somerset
June 2 – Montréal, QC – Jackie & Judy
June 5 – Peterborough, ON – The Spill
June 6 – Toronto, ON – Rancho Relaxo
June 7 – Kitchener/Waterloo, ON
June 8 – Hamilton, ON – Homegrown Hamilton

“If you listened to these guys with your eyes closed you’d think you had at least a 3 to 4 piece band playing for you… Kavanagh bangs ferociously at his drums with obvious skill, and Scheidt peeks over a sea of guitar pedals, looping his erratic vocals and distorted guitar to create veritable walls of sound.” – Meet you at the Show

“You wind up staring in curious fascination, trying to figure out what exactly Dorian is doing between guitar riffs and loops and how Chris learned to play the way he can… at about the point where Dorian yells, ‘Let us not waste our youth,’ I realized these guys were onto something.” – Sun On The Sand

“Modesty aside, the duo has no inhibitions — and it lets it all hang loose — at least on a sonic level. Claiming influences as diverse as minimalist classical to sludge metal and a newfound interest in funk, their complex compositions are equally shaped by guitarist-vocalist Scheidt’s daisy-chain of effects pedals and Kavanagh’s off-kilter percussive flourishes.” – FFWD Magazine

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If you recall, our first show of the tour took place in Sackville, NB, at Pickles Deli. The next afternoon, we found ourselves in a small room surrounded by headphones, speakers, and microphones that strongly resembled a radio station. Due to the great success of these two encounters, we wound up being invited to perform in our new friends Elliot and Ben’s living room 2 weeks later.

It was an invite we had absolutely zero interest in refusing.

Another serious perk of returning to Sackville was another opportunity to visit what we’ve dubbed “the Omega Cafeteria”. Seriously Mount Allison students, you guys have got it made. Chris and I once again wandered around aimlessly, eyes gleaming with delight, every new salad bar option or delicious roasted whatever pushing us to new heights of free food ecstasy. Surrounded, as we were by students in the middle of exams, tired of eating in the same room for an entire year, we looked rather out of place. But no matter, we enjoyed every last morsel, including the ice cream.
Awesome.

We found this amazing pamphlet


Chris was pleased

The house party that followed was crammed full of both people and excellence. We were super lucky to have local rockers John Wayne Cover Band perform first, and they effectively raised the temperature several degrees!

the House!

By the time we took the floor, everyone was in proper rock mode, and we had a blast! Major thanks to our Sackville Family for making it happen for us, we can’t wait to return!

hazy

At 4 am, we found ourselves on the roof of a building overlooking downtown with crazy smiles on our faces. Maria, you rock.



Gallery Connexion in Fredericton is a pretty amazing place, and for some reason I took almost no pictures of it. Located in the basement of an otherwise generic commercial building, the gallery contained several different exhibits and installations. In one room, giant mounds of disconnected computer keys littered the floor, and on the wall were framed messages assembled from the same old keyboards.

It was neat, you’ll just have to trust me!

The opening band, Two Piece Empire were perhaps the only other “loop-rock” duo we’ve ever played with, and we had a blast swapping tips and tricks together.

After the show, we headed back to the gallery booker’s place. Maggie had recently held an art show/concert in her home, and the remnants of it were still evident. Some of her own work was displayed, which was pretty excellent.

We also had an encounter with the most energetic cat we’d run into so far on this tour. It refused to stay put for long in any one place, but I managed to capture a couple of action shots.

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After failing to successfully locate Sunnyvale Trailer Park in Dartmouth, NS, we crossed the harbour bridge and found ourselves in downtown Halifax. It was a rather grey day, and we were in rather grey shape ourselves after getting “caperized” so effectively the night before.

This is Real.

As a bit of a birthday celebration, we found ourselves a local wing night and spicy happiness quickly ensued.

After the wings, we got down to the bar, and met up with locals Kuato and major/minor. We had a bit of a weird encounter with the bouncer at the bar who informed us that it was against the law in Nova Scotia to bring our water bottles inside. We had a bit of a tough time believing this, but he had no trouble at all enforcing it. According to him, the liquor commission people are crazy in Nova Scotia, and they can’t afford to take any chances ever. It seemed as though we had exited our incredible maritime paradise and were facing a harsh reentry into reality.

Luckily, rock still exists in the real world, and we had a wonderful show. Both the local bands played excellent sets of explosive post rock.

Major/Minor

Kuato

Thankfully, after the show we were able to avoid another all night house party, and had a quiet and restful night at our buddy Zach’s place.

The next day, we went for some delicious burritos, and then wandered around the old Halifax citadel. It’s quite the sight!

Halifax, we’ll do you up right proper the next time we swing through.
Promise.



After a quiet day doing laundry in St. John’s, and another quiet day driving from one side of Newfoundland to the ferry terminal on the other, we said goodbye to the rock and hello to a rather stormy ferry ride back to Cape Breton. The waves were a tad bit (read: excessively) more intense than they had been on the way over, but with the assistance of Gravol we managed to survive with the contents of our backpacks and bellies more or less intact.

Due to the rather excellent nature of our first visit to Sydney on the way out to Newfoundland, we’d managed to book a second performance at Governors Pub (known to the locals as “bunkers”). We’d also been invited to perform live on CAPER Radio, the CBU campus radio station. We headed there first and were greeted by excited college radio folks eager to help us carry stuff up to the studio.

For some reason, our experience dictates that the vast majority of college radio stations are on the second or third floor of their buildings. WHYOHWHYISTHISTHECASE? GEAR IS HEAVY GUYS! SRSLY!

Anyway, we managed with the assistance of the radio staff and a well-located elevator. We were encouraged by the arrival of several of our friends from last time along with a fair number of brand new faces. We were completely unaware that we’d be performing in front of a live studio audience; it was an excellent surprise. We played and chatted with Matt the station manager and host for almost an hour, as the place was run in a rather casual fashion and there were no deadlines or other shows scheduled for the rest of the day. Talk about a low stress environment.

BRAIDSEVERYWHERE!

The show is available for streaming online here.

Well Packed Cart!

After we’d finished up at the radio station, we returned once again to the now legendary “party house” from our last trip through. The gracious residents had offered to let us rest up before the show, and after a night spent on the ferry it was a welcome moment of relative peace and quiet. Of course nothing lasts for long, and soon enough a pre show party had begun. We stepped out for a moment to catch a set at the Upstairs club by our new friend Ryan, and by the time he finished up it was Bunkers time.

Our pals Andrew Greig and John Gill opened up the night with some excellent acoustic rock songs, including a full bar drunken singalong of Journey’s classic “Don’t Stop Believing.” It was awesome. Throughout their set, a rather flamboyant, grey haired caper named Rick insisted on showing off his skills as “the greatest interpretive dancer on Cape Breton island”. Since I am by no means an authority on the art form, I’ll refrain from commenting on the quality of his performances, but I can certainly say the man deserves an A+ for effort.

Upon discovering that the clock had passed midnight and that it was now officially my birthday (Happy 22, Me!), he was absolutely confident in the necessity of doing shots of Sambuca with me to celebrate. When in Rome, I say.

Next up was local songstress Colette Deveaux. As she was getting set up, I stepped outside to grab my water bottle from the van, and found myself sucked into a rather intense conversation about the nature of chaos in the universe with Rick. No sooner had he uttered the words “the chaos is like the fire at the center of all life, you have to embrace it. The fire only burns if you fight it, it can sense your fear!” than Colette came rushing down the stairs of the bar in a manner that one such as myself might describe as a “tizzy.”

The first words out of her mouth were “I have no idea what’s happening right now!” Feeling much the same way myself due to the recent exchange of adjectives, verbs and nouns that constituted my conversation with Rick, I was rather tempted to high five her in solidarity.

The second set of words was considerably more disturbing: “The bar is on fire!”

In the chaos that followed, the audience was evacuated and relocated to the infamous Capri, three fire trucks and several police cars got involved, holes were chopped in walls with axes, and about 0% of our planned rocking took place. Luckily very little real damage occurred, but the apparent cause of the fire was Arson, and the apparent target was the propane tank behind the bar.

Heavy.

Anyway, ain’t no fire gonna stop no capers from partying till sunrise on a Tuesday night, so that happened. At 10:30 I found myself out for three dollar breakfast on precious few hours of sleep (one and a half? Two? No idea.), and afterwards my cohorts returned to the LC to keep the party rolling. These people know a thing or two about endurance.
“What a magical wonderland,” Chris would say.

After a brief nap/sobering period, it was Halifax Time!