I could spend, like,
forever talking about how Sir Ian Blurton has been the man in the Canadian
music scene since 19-fucking-82 when it comes to songwriting and
producing, but In the Heat of the Moment is only a half hour long, so
we’ve got to move fast, dig? Basically, Blurton (ex Change of Heart,
Blurtonia, Bionic) can do no wrong, and here’s the latest proof. Now, I
know it looks like Blurton hasn’t seen the inside of a shower in the last
year or so, but now it sounds like he hasn’t either. In the Heat of the
Moment’s fuzzy, scratching, dirty, sweaty, two-minute, analog processed,
buzzsaw rawk songs are so fuck-on-the-floor good you’ll forget all about
your hygiene, grow a long-ass beard, and move to the mountains where
you’ll have midnight, beer-soaked orgies with a group of Katie Lynn
Campbell look-a-likes. ‘Cause Katie’s in the band, see, and plays the bass
just as hot as she looks. There’s a drummer too, natch, and so they’re an
electric power trio that’s got all the fuse box swagger of The Hellacopters,
Turbonegro, New Bomb Turks, Dead Boys, and other such
notable threesomes, like The Illuminati, Danko Jones, The Melvins, and
ZZ
Top. But really, you don’t influence Blurton. Blurton influences you, and
the sparks are flying on this one, my friends, so get caught up in the
moment before it blows up into a movement.
I could spend, like,
forever talking about how Sir Ian Blurton has been the man in the Canadian
music scene since 19-fucking-82 when it comes to songwriting and
producing, but In the Heat of the Moment is only a half hour long, so
we’ve got to move fast, dig? Basically, Blurton (ex Change of Heart,
Blurtonia, Bionic) can do no wrong, and here’s the latest proof. Now, I
know it looks like Blurton hasn’t seen the inside of a shower in the last
year or so, but now it sounds like he hasn’t either. In the Heat of the
Moment’s fuzzy, scratching, dirty, sweaty, two-minute, analog processed,
buzzsaw rawk songs are so fuck-on-the-floor good you’ll forget all about
your hygiene, grow a long-ass beard, and move to the mountains where
you’ll have midnight, beer-soaked orgies with a group of Katie Lynn
Campbell look-a-likes. ‘Cause Katie’s in the band, see, and plays the bass
just as hot as she looks. There’s a drummer too, natch, and so they’re an
electric power trio that’s got all the fuse box swagger of The Hellacopters,
Turbonegro, New Bomb Turks, Dead Boys, and other such
notable threesomes, like The Illuminati, Danko Jones, The Melvins, and
ZZ
Top. But really, you don’t influence Blurton. Blurton influences you, and
the sparks are flying on this one, my friends, so get caught up in the
moment before it blows up into a movement.