Congratulations to Wavelength for 12 years of putting on shows. Behind the glamourous exterior, the fact is that the indie rock dream is glued together by community organization as much as musical inspiration. So, while we were treated to some great bands on Sunday at the Garrison, the real stars were the Wavelength team themselves.

Sunday night opened up with Most People, easing us into the evening with a relaxing cruise into a world of sonic sprawl and electronic beats. These bearded voyagers and their trusty laptop cover such diverse musical territory in each song that their tracks feel like they could stretch out across an entire long weekend. Fans of Braids' neo-psychedelia and ambient electronic sounds should start forming a long and meandering line now.

It was the early hours of 11/11/11 when DD/MM/YYYY ceased to exist. Having fucked with every time signature known to this mortal dimension, the band are calling it a day. Thursday night's final show at the 918 Bathurst Centre was a fitting wake, with balloons, great lighting, pleasingly cheap beer, and plenty of appreciative fans.

Michigan art-punks Child Bite provided great support, kicking the night off with a stop/start frenzy of controlled rage. Their diverse sound; incorporating hooky riffs, unexpected raps and, most strangely of all, "Ace of Spades"-esque rockers, suggested DD/MM/YYYY's spaz-rock legacy is in good hands.

Next music from Tokyo packed out the Rivoli last night with a mixed crowd of Japanese expatriates, Japanophiles and obscure music geeks, curious for a glimpse into the parallel universe of Tokyo's music scene. The Japanese capital is a city so vast it feels like at any given time every cultural niche possible could exist within its sprawl. The wildly eclectic showcase last night suggested that could well be true.

Face to face with Liverpool, England's Ladytron at the Phoenix last night I was struck with admiration for the longevity of the group's musical vision. As a former resident of their hometown I remember them as a lonely oasis of electronic pop music, while all around them guitar bands jangled guilelessly like The Beatles weren't 50% deceased. Synthesized sounds have come in and out of vogue over the last decade but Ladytron remain immovable, growing deeper, darker and more expansive as the years go by.

Toronto's Hooded Fang knows how to party it seems. Even though they lifted nothing heavier than bottles of Steam Whistle all night, getting a crowd of meek indie kids in the vicinity of a gym was a coup in itself. But organizers Wavelength bringing along local musical buddies Odonis Odonis and Wio-K, plus visual art from Wowee Zonk and toasted sandwiches from Sky Blue Sky, meant that the release party for new record "Tosta Mista" was virtually guaranteed to be a success.

In the parking lot of the Academy of Lions gym on Dundas West, Wio-K got the crowd limbered up with some slick hip-hop moves before Odonis Odonis took the stage with their visceral guitar rock. Dean Tzenos' guitar shredding forms the core of the band's sound, but the democratic use of vocals and some interesting programmed drum samples kept things varied.

With epic intentions, Odonis Odonis brought out a choir of friends to back them up for the last song. The effect was impressive but some of the band's intensity seemed to be lost into the open air night sky. Next time I hope to be trapped in an enclosed space with their brooding, atmospheric noise.

Rambling effusively between bands, MC Doc Pickles described the event as the official closing party for summer. And with colder weather just around the corner, Hooded Fang's feel good melodies and bittersweet undercurrent of nostalgia made them the perfect band for such an occasion. Kicking off with "Tosta Mista"'s "Clap," singer Daniel Lee's lyric about having a "good chilled-out time tonight" set the tone for the evening.

The chilled-out good times rolled on, aided by the appearance of curvaceous dancing girls in Mexican wrestling masks. Hooded Fang's love affair with a high energy early rock and roll sound lasted for most of the the set, before slowing things down with waltz-like new track "Den of Love." "Sleep Song" was deployed as an impromptu encore, and the endlessly optimistic rising chords sent everybody home happy.

Just nine months after the release of Hooded Fang's Polaris nominated "Album," the excitement for "Tosta Mista" was palpable. It was a happy-go-lucky good time for all those who appreciate the finer things in life; be it music, art or deliciously tasty toasted sandwiches.

Photos by Kaela Greenstien

Kidstreet arrived at Wrongbar in buoyant mood, ready to unleash their debut album "Fuh Yeah" on the world. It was vocalist Edna's first night as a "resident" of Toronto, but Kidstreet's joyful performance was the perfect tonic to big city cynicism.