Lily Frost’s Rebound Bitch Getting Ready To Make The Switch

“Rebound Bitch”, the new single and video from Aporia Records recording artist, Lily Frost is KICK-ASS.  The video was shot in Joshua Tree, California with Michelle Boback and stars burlesque dancer Red Herring. The song was co-written with Matt Lipscombe and produced with Tom Mckay and appears on Lily’s new Rebound EP, available now through Aporia, iTunes, and Spotify. With its Spaghetti Western surf guitar, retro style, and a powerhouse performance by Frost, it explores the idea of switching to the other team after being mistreated by men and burned by love one too many times.

A prolific songwriter, Lily Frost currently has 12 albums under her belt, under 5 different labels — Warner, Nettwerk, Aporia, Boxton, and Marquis.  Lily Frost comes from the Montreal underground mod scene. She moved to Vancouver in 1992 after singing in Cairo for 6 months on a ship on the Nile and went from busking rockabilly to spearheading the Cocktail Nation with her band The Colorifics who led the Blue Lizard Lounge scene throughout the 90’s.

Lily then signed to Nettwerk as a solo artist before moving to Toronto where she was born.  She has been working hard with Aporia and Marquis for the past decade.

Lily is a dramatic, stylish performer who draws from the aesthetic of Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany’s, the soundtracks of Quentin Tarantino, and the hot and bothered emotional drama that goes on between us fascinating humans.  The poetry of Rimbaud, the erotica of Anaïs Nin, and torch singers like Julie London and Juliette Greco all serve as strong influences.

Frost has toured from Paris to Los Angeles and has shared stages with the likes of Pink Martini, Big Bad Voodoo Daddy, and Coldplay, among others. Her awards include the Video Silver Sun through Bravo, a Gemini nomination for her theme song co-write for the hit TV series Being Erica, and Vancouver Female Vocalist of the Year in 2003.

Lily’s songs have been frequently placed in TV shows and movies such as Grey’s Anatomy, Crazy Beautiful, Chevy Cobalt, Charmed, Felicity, and many more.

Her efforts are now focused on curating a show that combines swing, rockabilly, burlesque, dance and fashion in an event called Big City Social.  Ideally, this show will hit the road to her most responsive markets of Mexico City, Los Angeles, and Toronto.

“Lily Frost’s Rebound EP is the sexy, sassy story of a woman confidently exploring her romantic alternatives, told with bold horns, twangy guitars, and smoky vocals, in a moody, cinematic atmosphere. Utterly compelling.”

~ Howard Druckman, Editor in Chief, SOCAN

 “Lily Frost’s newest musical offerings are brassy, tantalizing and deliciously fresh. If James Bond were a woman, this would be the soundtrack to her epic, kick-ass existence.”

~ Ami McKay, Author of The Birth House and Witches of New York

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DVD Review: Perrier’s Bounty

Title: Perrier’s Bounty
Studio/Distributor: IFC Films
Director: Ian Fitzgibbon
Principle Cast: Cillian Murphy, Jodie Whittaker, Jim Broadbent, Brendan Gleeson
Length: 88 minutes
Released: 2010
Stars: 3.5

Perrier’s Bounty is an action-packed crime comedy, a “rogue urban western” with a dark, funny script written by Mark O’Rowe and filled with snappy, irreverent dialogue including lots of feckin’ cursing, man!

Savage canine vernacular is a metaphor for the brutality of men in this Irish art house film that is as much about the reconnection of an estranged father/son relationship as it is with violence and death and an often amusing look at taking the piss out of the slick sadistic crime genre.

Michael McCrea (Cillian Murphy) is a young waster who’s in over his head from the opening scene. The voice of a very cynical and jaded grim reaper (Gabriel Byrne) introduces him to the audience and lets us know that after a night of excessive imbibing and what is likely a brain-crushing hangover, McCrea is in for even worse. The camera pans to two thugs, Ivan and Orlando (who we later find out are lovers), who have come to collect money that Michael was supposed to earn from hustling, and threaten to start breaking his bones if he doesn’t come up with $1,000 before “Perrier’s judgment comes down.”

Darren Perrier (Brendan Gleeson) is a Dublin gangster who prides himself on being sensitive to the emotions of others; in fact, he’s a walking oxymoron. Brendan Gleeson is an extraordinary force as an actor and manages to give the thugs he plays an undeniable charm (In Bruges). His facial expressions alone in this movie are enough reason to watch it!

In the meantime, Michael’s friend and neighbour Bren(da) (Jodie Whittaker) is delusional about her cheating, wanker boyfriend Shamie and doesn’t want to give up on him which makes her blind to the affections of Michael. When Michael hides a gun in his grungy apartment, Bren takes it and decides to kill herself with it after the loser boyfriend breaks up with her as a result of Michael’s vehement insistence.

Other neighbourhood wasters include two guys with killer Rottweilers and a group of brutish men who all loiter about the neighbourhood with similar attack dogs who are constantly straining to break free of their leashes.

Michael hasn’t seen his father, the neurotic, trigger-happy Jim (brilliantly played by Jim Broadbent) in four years after falling out with both of his parents who’d since split up. Jim shows up out of the blue declaring that he’s dying and wants to mend their estranged relationship. Michael, not knowing what to say to his father, decides to seek out a lowlife loan shark called The Mutt (Liam Cunningham) for a loan to pay his debt and ends up involved in a robbery/blackmail scheme that could leave him €$10,000 richer. However, with Murphy’s Law in active play in Michael’s life, he ends up getting deeper and deeper into peril. Things go from bad to worse as Michael, Bren and Jim go on the lam after Bren saves Michael from having his legs broken by shooting Orlando and the trio is left to dispose of the body and get the hell out of Dublin.

The seedy underbelly of Dublin stands out in both the scenery and the way the men in this movie talk, although I’m sure O’Rowe took some literary license with his script as not all Irish people swear uncontrollably with every other word. It also features a cool score but a mediocre punk/alternative rock soundtrack.

The best scenes in the movie are between Murphy and Broadbent, in particular when Broadbent’s Jim McCrea informs his son that the grim reaper visited him in his bedroom at night and told him that the next time he fell asleep, he would die, so now Jim is doing everything he can – including eating coffee grounds and snorting cocaine – to stay awake.

Perrier’s Bounty is a thoroughly entertaining film and a worthwhile rental for those who enjoy either Quentin Tarantino or Guy Ritchie’s work. While it’s not terribly original, the top notch cast and Irish scenery was reason enough for me to watch it.

My Favourite Books: The Complete Poetic Works of Michael Madsen Vol. I: 1995-2005

Book Review
Title: The Complete Poetic Works of Michael Madsen Vol. I: 1995-2005
Author: Michael Madsen
Publisher: 13 Hands Publications
Released: 2005
Pages: 464
ISBN-10: 0976726009
ISBN-13: 978-0976726005
Stars: 5.0

Michael Madsen is an actor who I haven’t met but feel as if I know because I’ve watched so many of his movies, read most of his books of poetry more than once and have been a card-carrying member of his fan club.

That’s right, the handsome, raspy-voiced, squinty-eyed actor you’ve come to know through movies like Reservoir Dogs, Kill Bill, The Getaway, Species, Free Willy and Donnie Brasco is actually a bona fide, bloody excellent poet! In fact, I reckon he’s like the Joe Strummer of poetry.

In 1998 Incommunicado Press published Burning in Paradise, Michael Madsen’s third book of poetry. (It’s hard to find the first two called Beer, Blood and Ashes and Eat the Worm – published in 1995 – so if anyone out there has copies they want to sell me, get in touch!) It went on to win the Independent Book Publisher’s Firecracker Poetry Book of the Year award. Madsen’s poems blew Dennis Hopper’s mind “with his drifts of gut-wrenching rifts”, his “street language” and “images I can relate to.” Incommunicado said “his writing is stark yet vivid; he’s been “shot, sewn up, blown up, x-rayed, drugged up, tied up, and locked up.” I always did love the bad boys.

I’ve written about Madsen before in different places but today I am re-inspired after finding out that he has a new volume of poetry available called American Badass (2009) and I somehow missed that fact until now. I’ll be getting it as soon as possible and will review it here.

Michael Madsen astonishes me with the way he makes the writing of poetry seem so effortless. Some of his shorter works feel like the flash of a photograph and similarly the images stay grafted to your mind: sharp, vivid and piercing.

“Life is for the living, but death is for the lucky. Why am I a raw nerve? Why must I see the immense sadness in everything?” It’s yin and yang, Michael. If not for the multitudinous shades of grey, how would we be able to perceive colour? This man feels life like he’s always walking on broken glass.

Some of my favourite poems from Burning in Paradise are: Rain, Dogs and Cats, Love, Man’s Best Friend, Kansas City, Prado, Movie, Christian, Walk, Tears (it reveals more about Madsen than all of his movie roles combined), The Crooked Prince, Bullshit, Out of Jack, The Dog, (Madsen seems to like dogs more than people; something we have in common) Although, James Cagney, Dad and Coles.

This complex, intense and gritty voice is as real as it gets. The man is a paradox. He’s raw, raunchy, scary…and he’s a true romantic. In his own words: “There’s a very fine line between good and evil and right and wrong.” After reading his poetry, I was forced to look at Michael Madsen in a whole new way. In fact, I think I fell in love. He turned me on to the late, great Charles Bukowski, and influenced my own poetry. For that I will be forever grateful. Michael would be the first to admit that he hasn’t always acted in A-list movies, but his poetry is absofuckinglutely A-list! I’d give anything to be able to tell him to his face how much I love his work and just how much he has inspired me.

A Blessing of the Hounds, Madsen’s fourth book of poetry (with an introduction by Quentin Tarantino) published by 12 Gauge Press, frequently focuses on all the shit going on in the world and one wonders if he just might fall off the edge except for his saviors, redeemers and raison d’etre: wife DeAnna and sons Cody, Christian, Max, Calvin, Hudson, and Luke. But it also showcases Michael’s humour. The Read Thru and Goosed made me laugh out loud. Others are touching, poignant, near perfect little gems. My favourites in this volume are: Toronto, Princeville, Death All The Time, Something, End, Quack Quack, Ernie, It’s All Good, Star Throwers and the last one in the book, Fairfax & Sunset. It was hard to pick just a few.

Michael’s fifth volume of poems is called 46 Down: A Book of Dreams and Other Ramblings and I didn’t enjoy it quite as much as the other two simply because I felt that the dreams and other ramblings weren’t as strong as the poems and at times felt too incomplete. To quote the late David Carradine in his Foreward to 46 Down, “He’s tough, all right, and he drinks a bit for sure; but he’s anything but cynical, and the chip on his shoulder is made out of something like cotton candy…Michael’s smile is like that of a fighter who’s been knocked down three times and is still ready to fight, but bears his tormentor no ill will…the guy is sweet.”

Michael’s sixth offering, The Complete Poetic Works of Michael Madsen: Vol. 1: 1995-2005 is superb, encompasses much of the volumes that came before, and is a great place to start when reading his work.

He’s so much more than just an actor: a father, brother, son, friend, poet, photographer and philosopher; a God-fearing, sensitive, tough guy who worries about the future for his children. Madsen is a man’s man whose heroes are the likes of Robert Mitchum, Jimmy Stewart, Charles Bronson, Burt Lancaster, Lee Marvin, Steve McQueen, Sam Peckinpah, and John Cassavetes, who coincidentally happen to be some of my father’s favourites too. Any man who can write a poem like this one is studying the Big Picture:


God forgive the beast in me
and God forgive the brute.

I never planned it that way.

God help the people I’ve hurt
and the birds that lay dead on the beach.

I never planned it that way,
although the bird thing was
out of my control.

God forgive me some things I’ve said
and God forgive my rage.

I never planned it that way.

God forgive my evil thoughts
and God relieve my pain.

God bring some rain,
No man ever loved rain as much as I.

Rain, Rain, Rain
I never planned it that way.

I never really had a plan at all.

For a man who never had a plan, Michael Madsen hasn’t done too poorly for himself. Although he started out as a petty criminal and he’s seen more horror than he would have ever wanted, he now only plays one in the movies. Michael became an actor at Chicago’s Steppenwolf Theatre under the tutelage of John Malkovich. He’s probably best known for his portrayal of the brutal, ear-slicing Mr. Blonde in Quentin Tarantino’s Reservoir Dogs which changed the way we hear “Stuck in the Middle with You” by Stealers Wheel forever. That role alone is proof that he’s a dangerous, dynamic and compelling actor to watch. He’s the kind of actor that even when he’s in a crappy B or C grade film, he’s always the best thing about it. At 6’2”, the handsome, black-haired, blue-eyed, Jack Daniels & cigarette-voiced Madsen is most often cast as the heavy, but if you look back through his extensive filmography beginning in 1982, you’ll discover that he’s played a variety of characters, good, bad and indifferent. Michael Madsen’s career spans over 25 years and over 170 films.

Michael was born in Chicago on September 25, 1959, to Cal and Elaine Madsen. Cal was a career firefighter and Elaine is an award-winning writer and producer. He has two sisters – Cherie, who’s a restaurant owner – and the beautiful, blonde Academy Award Nominee, Virginia Madsen, (for Sideways) who I will always remember from the ultra scary Candyman and The Prophecy, movies in which she also shone.

It’s true he’s made some Gawd-awful movies, and some really kick-ass, smokin’ beauts, but unlike his screen idols he’ll be remembered, not for the blood he spilled on celluloid, but for the bloodshed on the page.

“Do what makes you happy,” baby. Read these books.

Michael Madsen recites his poem Tears
*Note: This video contains explicit language.