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Review – Parlour Lovers at the Lo Pub, July 24 2009

Parlour Lovers

Parlovr
Lo Pub
July 24

http://www.myspace.com/parlourmontreal

i suggest
you click the myspace
link
to feel the raging,full,on
effect
of Parlovr
in your living
breathing
space

your heart
place

from the beginning,

there was dancing

living breathing
heart space

in the Lo place

and so,
why waste
time, (i take my
Pen to the Paper)
i moved
(my heart’s pen and scribbled)
gapless to be sure
(this is Heaven!)
at the very front
i’m moving
(they’re writhing)
away in time
to
(bent over, hair,bangs,like,veils)
the beats and ferocious
commitment
(whirling and swirling)
to the music
(popping up and down
like pistons)
geared and oiled up
we’re bouncing
pogo,ing

ferocious engines
roaring
revving
smoking keyboards
drive,throbbing,drums
flying piston
wire
chords

we’re dancing,

we’re
dancing!

i’m leaping from
the tallest
thickest
cloud

and landing
on the dance
floor
only to soar
once more
rocket for
that eternity
cloud!

i’m in my falling
place
sweet abyss
this thrilling
Perfect Kiss
(New Order)

All the World is All
it’s about dancing
celebrating
this is life
not a slow burning
death
to a never,ending,
Hiccup

Parlovr?
Parlour?

“can you answer a question,”
she asks,
as the set list is scribbled
Pen to the Paper
in my journal

it’s about their name

is it,
Par,Lover?
or
Par,lore

“how do you say it?”

“either or,
it’s okay with us.”

someone in the band
thanks me
after the set
for dancing

how could i not?

you’re giving
every,
thing
you have
for us
why stand
why excuse
our lives
on standing?
merely
head,bobbing
queerly
you know The Stance
“the cool guy”
wasting that throbbing
tempo?
and tap,
ping feets
giggling toes
robbing a time
to be dancing children
again

to be uncool again

you know that feeling
don’t you?
or have you forgotten
(youngsters)
fearfully
of looking like
me
courageously and
uncool
and holy f#ck
dancing!

i’m dancing!

merci,

Louis Jackson
Alex Cooper
Jeremy MacCuish

Pen to the Paper
Archy
Fisty Cuffs
General Hell
On the Phone
Hiccup
Palace of Industrial
Hell/Heaven
Little Fishes
All the World Is All

40 minutes
just enough
to leave me
huffing and
puffing and
dripping stream
s of sweat

that’s it,
passion
power
playing like kids
in front of mirrors
in their bedrooms
and vocals
that hook and dig into
your spine
and make you
feel
their
soul music

it’s all about soul

Parlovr
has soul

now,
youngsters,
find the courage
to be uncool
again,
and
dance it,

courageously!

25 Jul 2009

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21 Aug 2009

20:00
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Ottawa, Ontario

About Eugene Osudar

“born, august 16, 1963. i’m 45, and yes, i’m getting too old for this. bring out the rocking chair. my first concert, november 1978, elvis costello and the attractions. i was 15. their blisteringly brilliant 65 minute set only served somebody to affirm my new direction in the musical parallel universes, new wave punk alternative, oh sanctity oh celebration (!Freedom!) college radio! i’m old, i’m used up and i’m free. i see 50something Full sets of music every month and dance most of them. and when i dance, i mean to say, I Dance and Celebrate, 2/3/4 hours a night. The Gaslight Anthem. The Boss. The Weber Brothers. The Wind Ups. i’ll dance with Los Campesinos. i’ll move to The Long Winters. The Replacements. Husker Du. The Pogues. oh elvis costello, oh Clash! i could go/go/go Gogol Bordello forever. L(eonard) Cohen. come, Dance With Me (Old 97s) wherever you may be, sincerely, eugene
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