Night Three of Pop Montreal felt like the true start of the festival. Because the weekend had begun, the streets were littered with locals and outsiders, checking out the restaurants and going in and out of venues to catch the latest crazes.

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O Patrys Vys was back on my list of venues to venture to as I had lost my bearings in search of another venue (Les Saints). Entering Patrys, Sprial Beach were just getting on starting the night off. The band seemed very well-organized and extremely tight at most times. This didn't put me off too much even though most of them are still in high school. Their sound is poppy with some thrash and the excuse-to-dance beat in there. Some tunes started off with a wavy feel, involving echoing guitar and matching vocals. After a while, the song would immediately pick up and explode into a fiery explosion of fun. Usually festival crowds don't dance, so I'll say the same for last night's crowd, as well. Most people peer on and have a listen. Spiral Beach make it easy to get involved and have some sort of dance-floor fun. Oh, and heckling the camera guy (ie. Me) was the highlight of the set.

Following Spiral Beach were another of Montreal's somewhat psychedelic/instrumental persuasion, Torngat. The trio play in a triangle formation and always attempt to maintain connectivity on and off the stage. Before their show, the group huddled up together, drinks-in-hand, in the middle of the floor, and wished each other well and for an inspiring set. Playing for their hometown, it seemed like they wanted to make the set extra special. They started off with 'Bye Bye Sly', which was perfect. Operating on a French Horn, numerous pedals for effect, Pietro Amato led in the lot of the songs with mesmorizing effect and a very warm feeling. This being the 2nd time I've seen them, they seemed to of either gotten better or they played a more dynamic set. It wasn't loud, but it was vibrant and powerful with lots of tempo. Torngat simply know how to share emotion because they exchange it well enough with each other. This was most-likely my favourite set of the festival (but Akron/Family are tonight, so hmmm).

Walking down and around the corner to L'Escogriffe, Toronto's pop sensation of sexual innuendo and dance-floor fighting, Henri Faberge & The Adorables, set up on the tiny stage. Looking around, my thoughts would be that it wasn't much different from when they play The Embassy (which they play on a monthly basis): small, cramped, but fun. A crowd slowly seeped in for their set and would eventually fill the place up entirely. The band played their regular list of songs, including the majority of their premiere album, and the regular covers to get people jumping. The Adorables, especially Brendan Howlett and Henri (Henry), believe in physical contact at almost all times during the show. Brendan would seep out into the crowd with his bass guitar and push up against the dancers, while Henri would find the closest person to tackle hard for 'Dance Dance Revelation'. It was understandable that the Montreal crowd was not used to the typical insanity that goes on within the confines of an regular Adorables crowd, but it was apparent that some were learning how to join that brigade quite easily. Others picked up tambourines, shakers or just clapped their way along with the music. So, to end all things, I will be biased and say that the Adorables need to be seen and you need to let yourself go before seeing them. Have fun! FUN!

Night Four (my final night, but not of the festival) will consist of The Born Ruffians, Beirut, Akron/Family (or Think About Life if I'm lucky) & The Adam Brown.