Sunday, February 27, 2005
They like us, they really like us
Hi,
Just wanted to share some recent reviews with y'all.
First, is one from Ireland's Hardcore Times:
The Hold - Need
This is a 10 track self-releae. The Hold hail from Canada, and like all Canadian hardcore bands I've heard, they play some fuckin great hardcore. Fast, heavy, thrasy, old school, with added The Hold noise. This is pretty unique actually, obviously drawing influences from hardcore and punk, but its quite fast and the production is great, raw but very good.They actually released two albums last year NOISEBLOODASSAULT and this one NEED and are in the process of making a short movie!
Next, is one on Quebec Hardcore News (I can't figure out how to link it directly; it's all qchc dot com. Just go to recent reviews. You know our name.):
The Hold - Need
Divorce Records - 2004
Wow, talk about a Canadian band everyone is totally sleeping out on. The Hold are unequivocally a punk band, but add so much more to the genre. It's mostly thanks to some seriously wicked tempo changes that they stand out. I would say this band is perfect for fans of Negative Approach, Dead Kennedys and Black Flag. I don't think I could pick out more modern influences, but they definitely have an artistic touch of their own. This new CD is 11 tracks, 13 minutes. So yeah, most songs are less than a minute, with a couple being 2 minutes. I'm still surprised this is a Halifax band and that they're not getting talked about more often.
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Just wanted to share some recent reviews with y'all.
First, is one from Ireland's Hardcore Times:
The Hold - Need
This is a 10 track self-releae. The Hold hail from Canada, and like all Canadian hardcore bands I've heard, they play some fuckin great hardcore. Fast, heavy, thrasy, old school, with added The Hold noise. This is pretty unique actually, obviously drawing influences from hardcore and punk, but its quite fast and the production is great, raw but very good.They actually released two albums last year NOISEBLOODASSAULT and this one NEED and are in the process of making a short movie!
Next, is one on Quebec Hardcore News (I can't figure out how to link it directly; it's all qchc dot com. Just go to recent reviews. You know our name.):
The Hold - Need
Divorce Records - 2004
Wow, talk about a Canadian band everyone is totally sleeping out on. The Hold are unequivocally a punk band, but add so much more to the genre. It's mostly thanks to some seriously wicked tempo changes that they stand out. I would say this band is perfect for fans of Negative Approach, Dead Kennedys and Black Flag. I don't think I could pick out more modern influences, but they definitely have an artistic touch of their own. This new CD is 11 tracks, 13 minutes. So yeah, most songs are less than a minute, with a couple being 2 minutes. I'm still surprised this is a Halifax band and that they're not getting talked about more often.
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Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Wednesdays are the new Tuesdays
Ugh. I can't believe I just used the "___ is the new ___" sentence. I hate that. Anyway, with the demise of the Marquee, and the Jamboree downstairs, comes the rise of something at Stage Nine. I don't know if it will ever be an open mic, but I do know it's heavy. Punk and metal. I'm pretty sure you can talk to DRock about booking your band.
We're playing tomorrow with On the Blood of Others and, of course, the hosts, System Shit.
Two Dollars. You may find out why we used to call this weekday Weekened Wednesday.
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We're playing tomorrow with On the Blood of Others and, of course, the hosts, System Shit.
Two Dollars. You may find out why we used to call this weekday Weekened Wednesday.
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Tuesday, February 08, 2005
I'd like to thank everyone that came out to the Bridgewater show, especially those of you who stuck around for us. Some money was raised for the Sri Lankan fund. Not much, in my opinion, but certainly more than I expected from a crowd that size, especially considering most of the audience seemed to be band members who didn't have to pay (but were, of course, welcome to make donations).
I'm sorry I didn't warn you beforehand that there would be a few female musicians. I understand it can be shocking to see the likes of us playing music that rocks. Thankfully, no one suffered a heart attack or aneurysm due to the surprise, however, some of you proved you do not know how to behave yourselves around us. And I'm not talking about the teenage boys. They can't be blamed for staring at Poison. I stare at her too when they play, and I'm not a teenage boy.
I had the pleasure of witnessing a spectacle created by Johnny Hate. For those of you who don't know, he's the drunk, angry little "man" who trashed the jam spot way back when. He grabbed the mic and lectured us. "Bridgewater used to be THE place to go to rock out punk rock style. Ask anyone from Halifax and they loved the South Shore. Now look at you. YOU'RE ALL SITTING DOWN!!" I must say, he had a point. Although I'd never been to a B-water show, I'd heard stories and I'd expected more. However, if he wanted us to "rock out punk rock style" maybe he shouldn't lecture us during, what I would call, a metal band. Just a thought. I'm not saying they're bad, just that they're not "punk rock."
Anyway, the band kicked into another song, and Mr. Hate pushed everyone who was even remotely close to the dance floor as hard as he could, including my female friend who's not into that kind of stuff. So, ultimately, he succeeded in causing more people, who were standing, watching the band, to sit down. That's about when he exposed himself. He pulled his pants down the front of his pants and shook his penis around, pulled down the back and mooned us, did some more floor-punching moves, then pulled his pants way down, jumped around and smacked his cheeks in a "kiss my ass" gesture and eventually sat down. Don't get me wrong, I don't have much of a problem with his display, had it have been a regular old punk show (I laughed), but there was a family there working the donation table. A mother, father, and three daughters. The good thing is, the mother didn't stand for it. She marched over to his table, yelled, and pulled back and punched him. Hard. Good for her.
I spent the rest of the night at my friends' place. All in all, our trip to B-town was an in-ter-esting one.
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I'm sorry I didn't warn you beforehand that there would be a few female musicians. I understand it can be shocking to see the likes of us playing music that rocks. Thankfully, no one suffered a heart attack or aneurysm due to the surprise, however, some of you proved you do not know how to behave yourselves around us. And I'm not talking about the teenage boys. They can't be blamed for staring at Poison. I stare at her too when they play, and I'm not a teenage boy.
I had the pleasure of witnessing a spectacle created by Johnny Hate. For those of you who don't know, he's the drunk, angry little "man" who trashed the jam spot way back when. He grabbed the mic and lectured us. "Bridgewater used to be THE place to go to rock out punk rock style. Ask anyone from Halifax and they loved the South Shore. Now look at you. YOU'RE ALL SITTING DOWN!!" I must say, he had a point. Although I'd never been to a B-water show, I'd heard stories and I'd expected more. However, if he wanted us to "rock out punk rock style" maybe he shouldn't lecture us during, what I would call, a metal band. Just a thought. I'm not saying they're bad, just that they're not "punk rock."
Anyway, the band kicked into another song, and Mr. Hate pushed everyone who was even remotely close to the dance floor as hard as he could, including my female friend who's not into that kind of stuff. So, ultimately, he succeeded in causing more people, who were standing, watching the band, to sit down. That's about when he exposed himself. He pulled his pants down the front of his pants and shook his penis around, pulled down the back and mooned us, did some more floor-punching moves, then pulled his pants way down, jumped around and smacked his cheeks in a "kiss my ass" gesture and eventually sat down. Don't get me wrong, I don't have much of a problem with his display, had it have been a regular old punk show (I laughed), but there was a family there working the donation table. A mother, father, and three daughters. The good thing is, the mother didn't stand for it. She marched over to his table, yelled, and pulled back and punched him. Hard. Good for her.
I spent the rest of the night at my friends' place. All in all, our trip to B-town was an in-ter-esting one.
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