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Eastern Promises’ host Donald Roberge spoke with Fredericton, New Brunswick-based singer-songwriter Marc McLaughlin, ahead of his September 11th performance at Mai/Son, in Montreal.

Third time’s the charm. At the end of the winter semester, my friend had convinced me to come see her friend’s band play at Casa del Popolo—not knowing at all what their sound was, except for the fact that this friend had said the band was “glam-rock esque.” I had immediate visions of Kiss, with their loud makeup and frequent tongue protrusions. I remember not knowing what to expect; the unknown lay before my ears, and I was vaguely uncomfortable. We were preparing for a certain amount of wincing and had hung close to the wall.

What you get from Akiva Shaffer’s The Naked Gun is a non-stop stream of laughs from your fellow audience members at a set of some of the most mindless jokes. And the best part is that you will be laughing along to the cacophony.

Something happened in Montreal this week. The long-awaited Something Fest occurred with its day passes completely sold out and the promise of 9 acts spread over 3 venues and 10 hours. The planning of the thing was something I was lucky enough to witness from the sidelines, and it cannot be understated what a triumph of community organizing Something Fest turned out to be. Arriving at the first venue and seeing the giant Something Fest banner hung behind the little DIY stage opened a new angle of appreciation for this city within me, and I strapped myself in for a whole day of music.