The scene …? Brutopia. The place …? Downtown Montreal. The feeling in the air …? General malaise and spookiness. The reason …? Hallowe’en! A shiek on drums, a nun on bass, a conehead on guitar, a giant – sized man of Haitian  descent on vocals and a straight – unabashed Mexican on the congas … The name of the band? Kebeko … The type of … Continue reading Rick’s Rockin’ Hallowe’en Bash (or How I Met Mick Jagger )