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MONTREAL'S UNICORNS ARE SISSIES WHO FIGHT BACK
BY SARAH LISS
FROM THE OUTSIDE, THE UNICORNS seem like your stereotypical sissy-boy indie rock band. With a bubble-letters-'n'-rainbows aesthetic that could be cribbed from an 80s teenybopper's puffy-painted sweatshirt, goofy lo-fi jangle tunes and a penchant for recorder hooks, the Montreal duo-turned-trio strike me as the last people who'd start a riot.
So how to explain the brawl that went down a mere month ago when the band played a magazine launch party at the Vatikan? Vocalist/keyboardist Nick "Niel" Diamonds lost his beans and assaulted an audience member with a mike stand.
That's some intense Altamont-style shit, dude. But it only happened cuz the scrawny musicians have such thin skins, explains Unicorn Alden Ginger.
"We were playing onstage and nobody gave a shit. We're pretty sensitive guys, and Nick was taking it pretty seriously," Ginger recalls over the phone after a relatively tame gig out in Halifax. "Something triggered his anger, and he trashed a bunch of stuff. I watched and kept playing, because I wasn't bolstered enough to take part in the fight. Apparently, one of the audience members required some stitches, which is unfortunate.
"Maybe our music does have kind of a weird, emotional edge to it that borders on schizophrenia. There's some dementia in there. I just hope it doesn't turn into a Nirvana-type thing."
Don't think the mayhem was a one-off deal . The Unicorns have a knack for provoking their audience. Last time I caught 'em, at Montreal's Jupiter Room in May, an insanely drunk fan climbed up on a table and started screeching about Kurt Cobain being alive.
from nowtoronto.com Music Feature, November 6 - November 12, 2003