The Wild, the Innocent & The Queen St. Shuffle
Another facinating part of the Toronto experience has been the Red Bull Music Academy, a place where DJs, composers and progressive heads have gathered to learn more. The Academy is a moveable feast, an annual event that has previously visited London, Sao Paolo, Berlin and Melbourne. Students are hauled in from around the world, names acts are brought in to lecture and the studio spaces are loaded with new kit and gleaming, beta versions of technology that has yet to go public.

In the middle of this throbbing potential, there's a guy from Ballyclare called Connor Dougan. He's clearly inspired by the scheme, and will doubtless aim much of this knowledge into his own musical plan, Defcon. This bold idea was previewed a week ago at The Pavillion in Belfast, when Connor got busy with the record decks, the laptop, the digital sampler, the electric guitar, the bass and the harmonica. he even sang a bit. He's a creative millionaire.
So every day, Connor goes down to the Academy on Queen St, where he'll take in a lecture from the likes of DJ Premier, or Sheffield's Martin Ware. Ulrich Schnausse is on the schedules, along with hip hop innovator Arthur Baker and Jamaican legend King Jammy. It's a royal education.

Yesterday, Georgia Anne Muldrow was wondering if soundwaves could one day stop a speeding bullet. The day before, Martin Ware had talking about his days with the Human League and Heaven 17 and previewed his new experiments with 3D soundscapes.
There's also an exhibition by photographer Jamel Shabazz, who documented the early days of hip hop in a maginificent book, Back In The Days. His work is edgy, compassionate and cool. It's a school of the heart, and it's definitely in the right place, right time.
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The Arcade Fire and Feist were on the shortlist, but sadly they were engaged elsewhere. But we did see live performances from The Besnard Lakes, Joel Plaskett Emergency and the most excellent Miracle Fortress. We copped a bunch of interviews in the media area, and shared eliptical thoughts with Murray from The Dears. Patrick Watson was smiling and telling us amusing stories about his recent Irish tour. Ultimately it was he who won the award, judged by an academy of media people. He gamboled around the stage and revealed that the $20 000 cheque would cover the cost of a Budget rental truck they totalled earlier in the year.
Tonight we're on the door for the Polaris Awards - the Canadian version of the Mercurys. The nominees include the Arcade Fire, Stars, The Dears and the Besnard Lakes. All proof that the artist from these parts are currently giving it socks. Catch you presently...
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