Short Music Review: Holy Fuck

When I noticed this band in an email from my friendly neighborhood indie concert promoter, I was initially turned off by the name. I couldn’t help downloading the sample tracks, though, given that they were described as “a bunch of dudes wigging out on toy keyboards and the 35 mm film synchronizer.” My friends, it is all that and more. This is instrumental playfulness at its craziest. And when you think about it, the band’s name is actually pretty clever in its own way: there’s no way I could pirate their music on the internet without wading through a few terabytes of porn, so I coughed up six bucks Canadian for the rest of the album. Anybody feel like catching these guys (opening for Clinic) on Wednesday?

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I WOULD come if I hadn’t just spent all my concert-going money on Of Montreal… Oh wait. No comment.

Laugh it up, punk. Just because SOME of us weren’t quick enough to buy tickets to your fancy-pants sold-out show doesn’t mean we won’t be able to go. Oh, we have our ways (maybe).



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