I was at the M.I.A./Datarock/Holyfuck show as photo support for Paul's review of the show, and we both noticed something odd. Right after The Carps finished their easily forgotten set, the DJ turned up his filler music to somewhere between 15-20 on a mixer where the volume shouldn't be able to go higher than 10, and left it there for the duration of M.I.A.'s set. I was wearing earplugs and I still had to leave early because of the volume levels.

It felt like my brain was necrotizing from the inside out.

I wasn't the only one. A few people left comments on Paul's post about it, and we also recently received a very earnest open letter to Red Bull Music Academy and the music community of Toronto. Hit the jump to read Andrew Chiu's account of the evening in full.

Photo: "Sunset over TO" by BlogTO Flickr pooler jefe46

Your morning news roundup for Wednesday October 24th, 2007:

Toronto mystery novelist, Maureen Jennings, was saved from strong water currents while vacationing in Florida. Her rescuer, however, didn't make it back with her.

Pshaw, they'll give anyone an honorary Canadian citizenship these days...

After being caught with over 30 223 gigabytes (!!!) of child pornography, non-mayor David Miller plead guilty to the possession and distribution of images and videos of children involved in sex acts. I hear that soap is awfully slippery in the big house.

A man suspected of stabbing three people at random yesterday has been brought into custody. No one was seriously injured, or at least relative to how serious one can be stabbed. He's due in court soon.

Anyone watch Cold Case? A Toronto man has been arrested for a rape and murder that happened 23 years ago. Extradition could take up to a year.

For all the hubbub we've had to endure regarding the new taxes, Toronto is still piss poor.

Photo: "Tough Zombie" by BlogTO Flickr pooler JaMmCat

Your morning news roundup for Tuesday October 23nd, 2007:

Eric Boateng, one of the 17 people arrested in regards to the murder of Jane Creba, was killed over the weekend. He was confronted and killed in a parking lot on his way back to his car. Was it a hit, perhaps?

Steven Chand, one of the 18 people arrested on suspicion of plotting to blow $hit up and shave a few inches off the height of our Prime Minister. was denied bail. Two of his co-accused have already been granted bail on strict terms. Nelson Muntz could be heard yelling "Ha ha!" in the distance.

Ex-NFL running back, Willis McGahee, has gone on record saying something along the lines of saying that the Bills' hometown smells like a bag of buffalo chips when compared to Toronto. The city of Buffalo, it should be said, has been pouring some major haterade on him lately.

Homeowners aren't the only ones getting it in the ear from the land transfer tax.

Toronto went from being the third most polite city in the world to the third rudest in the nation. When asked what they thought of the new ranking, an unnamed Torontonian was heard to have said "What the %uck do those @$$holes know anyways?"

Condom testers wanted. Only the condoms are being supplied, you filthy bastards.

Photo: "dusk @ old distillery" by BlogTO Flickr pooler MyCanvas

Your morning news roundup for Friday Monday October 22nd, 2007:

A flight originating from London had to make an emergency landing in Detroit due to a smoke indicator turning on in the cockpit. Airline officials stated that Bryan McCabe was found lighting up in washroom.

October 21st was the warmest one on record, for Toronto. Scientists aren't sure why, but they believe an excess of hot air inside Bryan McCabe may have leaked from his body after one of his many falls.

The $500 million Trump Tower has officially begun construction. Still reeling from his recent setback, having to scale back the amount of stories his building could have, Trump could be overheard muttering something about Bryan McCabe's involvement.

Already paying taxes out our collective @$$3$, the city is getting ready to shove some more in there. City councilor Suzan Hall is telling reporters that we can all expect it the tax to be approved, and that she would like to thank Bryan McCabe for his brilliant suggestions on the matters.

Mini-cameras are to be installed in the TTC transit system, photographing everyone who gets on to use the services. Anyone care to remark on their privacy being invaded? Bryan McCabe wasn't mentioned, but you can be sure his name will crop up as a reason for the cameras' installation some time soon.

A Bramptonian was congratulated by police for kicking some ass in the face of a robbery. One of the men wearing a jersey was said to bear a striking resemblance to one Bryan McCabe. Likely the guy who dropped after one punch.

Also, the Hawks kicked the crap out of the Leafs. That damn McCabe...

Jerrold's out of town for the week. He's been bent out of shape over Bryan McCabe for month's now, and needed some time outside the city. Who can blame him? He'll be back next week, with souvenirs for all!

Craigslist is a blast. Not only can you find all sorts of nifty crap from local vendors (local pickup FTW), but forums like Missed Encounters and such can provide endless hours of entertainment if you're just looking to kill some time.

Recently, a friend of mine stumbled across the following ad in the Toronto Items Wanted section:

Anyone rich who wants to give me money. I need about $7000 dollars or so. ONLY RICH SERIOUS PEOPLE ONLY. my email is sandra4758@hotmail.com

A show of hands please, who here thinks this isn't a scam? Take a deep breath... this is actually a fo' really reals plea for help. Not only that, but the Sandra in question has a hilariously piss poor reason for requesting the money. It's downright shameful.

I was scheduled to interview UK nu-rave super group The Klaxons yesterday at 5:15 at a downtown pub, as they were in town at The Opera House yesterday for what was no doubt a tubular concert.

Do you remember what Toronto looked like yesterday around that time? It was raining in gallons, not drops, and silly me decided to bike into work that day. Needless to say (but I will anyways, thwap!) I wasn't liking the idea of waiting for the rain to fall down harder as I still had to go to the local Catholic school and make sure the Conservatives didn't come into power.

5:15 rolls around and The Klaxons are nowhere to be seen. A couple of other people there to interview them had been waiting even longer, and were slotted earlier than me. Sticking around hoping for them to arrive sometime before midnight wasn't an appetizing idea, so I went home, got drenched (narrowly keeping some expensive photo and recording gear from shorting out in the process of my 35 minute ride home) and decided that I would interview the band in a different way.

My interview with The Klaxons lyrics lies after the fold.