beard springsteen

We’ve been aware for some time now that the compact-sized province of New Brunswick punches well above its weight class when it comes to producing intriguing modern music. Which kind of begs the question why we’d bother with this pair of noisy slackers with the goofy name? Well, maybe it’s because when you allow the music to emerge from the lo-fi murk it reveals itself to be something quite special. We think of it like Lou Reed going back and revisiting his proto-punk roots. There’s also a true musicality in the song structure and street poetry in the lyrics (that have nothing to do with hipsters or spearfishing).

And, what the hell, who can resist a couple of guys who call themselves the downer punks of Fredericton?