My main man, Johnny D, has erected this 26-song
monstrosity of Toronto rock as a homage to an abandoned warehouse and the
rock n’ skating vagrants who called it home for a number of years. Sure,
the rubber factory ended up meeting it’s fiery demise by the very people
who helped create it, but the music has survived in one cleverly named
cultural treasure chest of high octane, gasoline-streaked, dog n’ pony
mayhem.
Bottle of Smoke is, for all pretenses, a family
affair. It could have been called the Cactus Vella, Jason Dwyer, and Chris
MacDonald show, seeing as how these guys appear in six, five, and three
different bands each, respectively. And we’d be remiss to excuse Johnny
D., who plays in two bands himself, namely Dogs and The Insultilators. But
hey, since when is a scene not a scene, ya know? And there’s still plenty
of other rotten roll to sift through, including unhealthy helpings of
punk, screamo, and straight up cinder block riff rawk. Highlights on this
one include perennial Hero favs “To the Cliff” (Goat Horn), R’NR
(Cheerleader 666), “Cutthroat” (Maximum RNR), and “Butterball” (Flashlight
Brown), and some new and worthy blood, “Mayday” (Sinkin’ Ships) and
“Nowhere Too Fast” (Downbelows). The only thing that could have made this
kick ass compilation supremely more ROCK is the inclusion of Red Light
Rippers, Crash Kelly, and Damn 13. But we’re not gonna let a little
oversight like that stop us from rockin’, are we friends? I didn’t think
so.
So here it is, Canada’s answer to whatever it is
we have to answer to in the rock n’ roll universe. And if you still ain’t
convinced, then just ask Sleaze why it is that at least half the bands on
the forthcoming Cock N’ Roll II album are from Canada.