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Musicologist's generous boast last week of a busier than usual month for music was definitely that: generous. While this week's listings seem a bit skeletal compared to the past few, there are definitely a few events worthy of precious holiday season time.

In celebration of 60 years and counting for the local, legendary Horseshoe Tavern, Joel Plaskett Emergency will be performing six consecutive shows this week beginning Monday, each day playing in chronological order an album in their discography of full-lengths. After seeing its days as a blacksmith shop, a strip club, and of course the host of some of the most legendary first time Toronto performances including Willie Nelson, The Talking Heads, and Neutral Milk Hotel,...

To borrow a line from an old Saturday Night Live parody of Talking Heads frontman David Byrne's fashion sense, you may ask yourself "why such a big suit?"

Brooklyn indie buzz band Bishop Allen play Lee's Palace this Thursday night. Their music is infectiously catchy with great pop hooks. If you're looking for a frame of reference, one music blogger described their sound as "a mix of the brainy lyrics of The Talking Heads and the stripped-down guitar work of the Violent Femmes." Their records are on regular rotation on the iPods of several Torontoist staffers. We can't get enough of them.

After an exhaustive three days of Canadian Music Week, we bring you a recap of some of the bands Torontoist had a chance to take in. (You can also read another writer's take on the festival.)

The publicity around Death Of A President is much better than the film itself, and this is what's generating the latest buzz: it's an ad for the faux-documentary that both our national newspapers declined to run. According to an article in today's Star, a modified version of the ad will run in that paper which will clearly indicate that it's a theatrical release. CanWest says that their ten other major dailies also rejected the ad. The Globe has yet to make an official comment, but the ad is allegedly against their editorial policy.

Seattlest saw a house party get senselessly attacked with a shotgun and end in seven dead. A local senator is debated and their version of the big dig is investigated. To truly get to the bottom of it they interview the writer Jonathan Raban.

The ridiculously busy Fall concert season is getting underway, and first up is the hype band du jour, New York's Clap Your Hands Say Yeah. The hype machine began chugging this past Spring when the five-piece was annointed as the next greatest band in the world by the Brooklyn blogerati and confirmed as such with a 9.0 review that ensured that the initial run of CYHSY's self-titled, completely independent debut was sold out coast to coast to coast.

The Last Mogul, the story of MGM's Lew Wasserman, or He Who Never Wrote Anything Down, opens today, and though the previews for this movie are absolutely horrendous (boring talking heads, worse music), we're inclined to say that we won't mind if it's a bit dry. Toast is a bit dry, and we eat it on a regular basis. But movie mogul machinations are something that we don't get to eat for breakfast every day.

In what appeared to be a blind stab at modern fashion, some dude came to last night's Arcade Fire show in a full business suit. From the looks of it, this young man had misinterpreted the tie and blazer w/ jeans trend for all out formal attire. After a few head shakes, Torontoist was quick to remember that he once wore his jeans backwards in grade 6, mimicking his favourite popular musicians at the time. Wait a second. Could it be that this well-intentioned 17-year-old had taken the Arcade Fire's on-stage "funeral wear" and converted it into some new fashion trend? Is this band really wielding that kind of influence? If last night's adoring fans are any indication, the answer is 'yes.'

It's a very Sakamoto of us to put a cover song in this week's mixtape, but it's a nice cover and the two bands seem to be the subject of a lot of talk lately. Don't worry though; we'll stay away from any of those Strokes/Chingy mash-ups that Sakamoto likes so much.

If you are looking for an introduction to the genius of Mr Richman, the Torontoist recommends picking up the Modern Lovers CD, or listening to our favourite Richman songs, “Abdul and Cleopatra”, “I Was Dancing in a Lesbian Bar”, or “Ice Cream Man”. The Torontoist also promises a review for at least one of Richman’s upcoming Toronto shows.