Are you feeling up to another Wait And Scene playlist? Well, you got it, dude! Here is a list of ten songs that I’ve been listening to lately; I’ve been digging a lot of really chill, often repetitive, and sometimes weird tracks. To quote a guy I met one night at the Doug Fir Lounge, “Most people just don’t understand the next level tunes that you and I listen to.” He was a real gem (read: good-looking idiot) and he liked interesting music. I dedicate this list of “next level” jams to you, brah.

1) ViLLΛGE Edit of Neon Hitch – Gucci Gucci

I’m sure all of you have heard the original rap-version of Gucci Gucci by Kreayshawn. It is terrible and catchy-as-hell, but this version is way more my speed. Neon Hitch is an English singer currently living in London and ViLLΛGE is an electronic producer from Romania; He’s definitely on my very long list of ‘ones to watch‘.

2) Cyril Hahn Remix of Destiny’s Child – Say My Name

90s me, likely rocking feathered bangs, neon snap bracelets, and a Hypercolor tee, is very pleased with Cyril Hahns incredible remix of this Destiny’s Child classic.

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Two months after its release, I still have Cruel Summer, the G.O.O.D. music compilation, on heavy rotation in my Discman ha!…but I’ve been fiending for some new Kanye for a while now. Yesterday, the always talented and never sorry, Rihanna released an official remix of her song Diamonds. The original version is the first single off her new album, Unapologetic, which is set to be released this Monday through Def Jam Records. Diamonds was given new life with Yeezy’s new God flow and it’s going viral from West Philadelphia to Bel Air to North Portland.

But it don’t matter cause I stay on my fresh prince
Maxin’, relaxin, shootin’ some pool and
Playing some b-ball outside of the school

Press play and show us your finest Carlton dance. Yo homes, smell ya later!


New music alert! This week American indie rockers, Fort Lean released a new EP titled, Change Your Name. This five-piece based out of Brooklyn, NY is here to make you feel inadequate about what you’re currently accomplishing in your life. Oh you have one full-time job and blog on the side? I’m sooo impressed…Fort Lean is comprised of a real estate agent, an elementary-school teacher, a guy who works at a hospital and for an ice cream sandwich truck (mmmm ice cream sandwiches), a freelance set designer and fancy axe company worker (don’t ask), and more understandably, a recording engineer who meet as a group to make music in all their free time. A warning to their current bosses/contractors, you should probably start looking for their replacements soon because these guys have already received major praise for their past EP work and live performances. Their biggest shout-out to date, before today on Wait And Scene hehe, has to be from New York Times in 2011 when they played the CMJ festival; on the first day of the festival the publication said that, “Fort Lean is already a standout at CMJ” and that they were, “a big band playing small rooms.” Whoa, no pressure guys!

Lucky for them, they’re living up to the hype with this EP produced by Patrick Wimberly of Chairlift. I can’t pick a favorite track so I’ll keep listening to it until I do; I suggest you do the same and we can regroup later at Fort Lean. In the band’s words:

At Fort Lean, which is a place you can go, the weather is perfect all the time. Hot but not too sticky, and you can sleep in the park comfortably without getting hassled by the cops. Fort Lean is about getting too drunk at your own picnic. Fort Lean is about leaving the city. Fort Lean is a place where you can still see the skyline but you can’t hear any cars and you can put all your stolen wine in the stream to keep it cool and when the fire dies out you can see some stars and not too many airplanes.

Sounds perfect, I think?


Jamie Lidell is an incredible musician, electronic artist, and singer from the UK who currently resides in Nashville, TN. He’s known for layering smooth vocals and sick beats while blurring the lines between genres. His influences are across the board from techno, pop, dubstep, funk, and most importantly, heart-wrenching soul. Earlier this week he gave us a 40-second album teaser vid which was much too short and didn’t tell us all that much. Today, he announced that he’s releasing that new self-titled album on February 18th through Warp Records. With that announcement, Jamie threw us a Clifford-sized bone (the big red dog, people!) by releasing a track called What A Shame. We can chew on this one for a few months or until we beg him for another treat. Press play and embrace the metamorphosis of sound. In the first few seconds, you’ll probably be like, “AHHHHH, my ears!!” and then you’ll be like, “Awwwh yeeeaaah, my ears.”

If you don’t like it,

What a shaaay-aaay-aaaaaame.


Japandroids came to Portland last night to play a show at the Wonder Ballroom. I put on a dress and heels and headed out on a Tuesday night to see them despite my ridiculous backlog of work *yawn* and the knowledge that making such a decision would only allow me three hours of sleep before my next work day began….but hey, that’s what rock stars do and I couldn’t be happier with my irresponsible decision. Before I talk about last nights show, let me give you the back-story.

The first time I saw Japandroids live was September 2009, just a few months after this Canadian rock duo signed to Polyvinyl and released Post-Nothing (cop this). The show was at one of my favorite music venues in the world (seriously), The Aquarium in Fargo, North Dakota. Oh fer shaaar, Fargo’s EXACTLY like the movie. Moving on…The Aquarium is a small venue with a capacity of 300 (broken down, I’d say max of about 200 skinny Midwest hipsters and 100 beefy NDSU jocks) but it has more character than most big city venues and it gets a lot of the up-and-coming bands that will later allow you to brag about how next level you are for seeing them before they were famous. Anyways, their show in ND blasted my face clear off. Two guys on stage, a wind-machine, and pure, unadulterated rock. Sure, I was a fan of Brian King and David Prowse before the show but I was a forever fan about three songs into their live performance.

With the release of their newest album, Celebration Rock (cop that), I was a little concerned about their rapidly rising fame. Okay fine, I was very happy for them but selfishly concerned about the size of venues that they’d be playing and the mainstream personas they’d take on. My fears were put to rest when I got to re-live that same small-venue feeling a few months ago here in Portland at the Doug Fir lounge; nothing had changed except that their catalog of songs was now double the size, they had a sweet light show to accompany the wind, and Brian had a few more holes in his t-shirt. If I’m going to be real with you, it was basically just a few strips of cloth clinging on for dear life. This made me so happy, not his t-shirt being so holey, but the fact that they hadn’t changed.

Soon after the Fir show, it was announced that the boys would be back in town just five months later at Wonder Ballroom; of course I was going to be there. The Wonder holds over two and a half times the capacity of the venues I’d seen them play in before but I knew they could fill it up. Last night, I walked into the spot and immediately noticed a sea of men. The ratio of males to females had to be 100:1 but my friend and I weren’t mad about it, even though it smelled like stinky socks. The show started and everyone went totally crazy. Brian stopped after the first song and told the crowd that this was the wildest he’d ever seen Portland get. In his words:

Portland, your stock is rising.

I tried to take notes so I would remember their set list but this is what I have in my phone, ‘Adenejine nighsguf fures highways boyd v ack in town’….so yeah, I can only tell you what the first three songs were. Some blogger, I am. The show was just as amazing as I’d hoped. They played for over an hour and a half chock-full of crazy riffs, drum solos, and so much quality noise. It should be noted that 700+ men jumping around and banging into each other (boys are so strange) for an hour and a half created the ambiance of a Russian bath house. The guy in front of me, once clad in a classy sweater and scarf combo, was now wearing a white T-shirt sheer from all the sweat and the other guys around us, who thought they were prepared wearing only light tees, were just as drenched.

…Speaking of Russia…during World War II (smoooth), I present to you the video for The House That Heaven Built featuring my real-life friends blood Hitler (as they call him in the YouTube comments) and a blonde, bearded Stalin; that last one’s a stretch but it’s pretty cool that two of my friends in Toronto are getting crazy in this video. Last night looked just like this.

Japandroids are meant to perform, rile up crowds, and somehow be small-town-boy likeable while being totally bad-ass rock stars.  If you have a chance to see them live, GO!  Tell them Jenna from Wait And Scene says, “What’s up?” (This will mean nothing to them, but I’d appreciate the plug).

Until next time, that was Wait And Scene going to ALL OF THE SHOWS so you don’t have to.