In Victoriaville’s Colisee, a huge venue that normally hosts hockey matches, CHRISTIAN MARCLAY spun discs. He creates a wild sound world with records played forward, backward, in the cracks, or as trampolines for bouncing needles and sometimes breaking them into bits or flinging them out to the audience. Working with him on the soundscape are two rock stars – THURSTON MOORE and LEE RANALDO, the sonic conjurers of SONIC YOUTH – coaxing all manner of weird sounds from their electric guitars. Feedback rises and falls in heaving crescendos, drum sticks inserted between strings, and for an hour and change, a wall of beautiful noise is erected, then smashed to bits, with no pesky backbeats or melodies to upset the mesmeric abandon.