What's In Your Fridge: Devon Lougheed

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      Devon Lougheed

      Who are you

       Devon Lougheed, ex-beekeeper and formerly of Hey Ocean!. Currenly fixated on Altered By Mom, an alternative-rock time capsule filled with all the best elements of '90s CanCon. Born inside the incomparable musical minds of the grungiest heavies in Vancouver, the group will stir the heart of those nostalgic for the heyday of Sloan, Limblifter, Ghandarvas, and Thrush Hermit. The latest single, “Joanne”, is dominating airwaves and Internets with the classic tale of getting kissed by your best friend's mom.

      First concert:

       In 1997 my dad took me to see The Philosopher Kings at the Sanderson Centre in Brantford, Ontario. The women in the audience literally showered Jarvis Church with bras; by the end of “I Am The Man” I swear there were 60 or 70 bras draped all over the stage. Although I was only 14 at the time, I sensed a confusing and powerful eroticism at play, and made it my (as-yet-unfulfilled) career goal to be on the receiving end of an air-bra.

      Life-changing concert:

      I was easily the fastest guitar player in my high school and planned on being the next “shred guitar god" until I saw Steve Vai at The Guvernment. Maybe it was the sixteen unnecessary costume changes, the multiple four-neck guitars, or my date falling sound asleep for the entire thing, but I sold my Ibanez Jem soon after. Actually, he was a great - maybe I realized I could never be at that level playing-wise, nor did I want to be.

      Top three records

      Nirvana Nevermind It’s almost too obvious, but Nirvana’s Nevermind changed the way I thought about everything. It had me asking “Can you actually do that?” at every step. Can you SCREAM instead of SING? Can you actually put a NAKED BABY on the cover, and blurry photos on the inside? Can you use chord changes that seem to go against everything my Royal Conservatory piano teacher taught me? It was head-rush heart-pound exhilarating.

      sELF Subliminal Plastic Motives I used to buy every CD that looked “cool” out of the dollar bin at Cash Converters, and that’s where I discovered a coverless copy of Subliminal Plastic Motives by a band called sELF, which kicked off a 20-year obsession with that artist. Lead guy Matt Mahaffey is a pop Mozart, a brilliant producer and wonderful songwriter, and his albums have been like textbooks to me.

      Hot Panda TBA has a new record that is going to rule the world when it is released (soon!). Seriously. Everyone should turn their stereos up to max, sit in front, and put in earplugs now in preparation. This record is going to be the Nevermind of the second wave of grunge, establishing Vancouver as the new Seattle. No pressure, Hot Panda. No pressure.

      All-time favourite video:

      Radiohead "Paranoid Android" I threw up violently after I saw Radiohead’s “Paranoid Android” video for the first time, but not because of the video; I had a pretty terrible flu and was home from school sessioning videos on MuchMusic. Some Pavlovian connection must have been established, though, because I’ve barfed on at least two other occasions while watching it, and once just talking about it with a friend. Wait, did you say “favourite video”? I must really like throwing up.

      What’s in your fridge

       Fermented Meyer Lemons. I’m a home-fermentation enthusiast who has subjected former roommates to an entire bookshelf of stanky kombucha, but my current craze are these yeasty-salty-sweet-sour beauties. As an ingredient, they’re culinary fuzz pedals, kicking a dish into overdrive.

      A container of homemade juice that has been there all summer. There were a bunch of apples and ginger and carrots and lots of spinach, so it looks pretty incredible right now. Every day it becomes more and more intimidating to clean. Better to avoid. It seems peaceful anyhow.

      Parallel 49 Tricycle Radler. I am viciously clinging to Vancouver summer with this stuff. Come October, it’ll feel ridiculous to stand in the backyard rain sipping on this fine boozy grapefruit concoction.

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