Club Phoenix
London, Ontario
October 13, 2005
Club Phoenix
London, Ontario
October 13, 2005
Visually, Boy was like watching
Guns n Roses meets the Beatles. Totally cool looking bunch of
guys. I never heard them before so why lie, go look up a bunch of
info and plagiarize someone else's shit just to make me look like Mr.
Music Know It All Guy. Fuck that... if I don't know a band I'll just
tell ya. Here's the ticket though... If I don't know a band and they
suck really hard then I'll save their pictures just in case but I don't
even write a review, good or bad. Hey, web space is cheap but I'm
Scottish and that's even cheaper. Normally I wouldn't be writing
about this band cuz the pics really suck too that's another strike against
me though. OK I can't take ALL the blame, the lights were quite
subdued for these guys. But I was just watching these guys and
thinking, ya know, if they were American, they'd be millionaires by
now. We wouldn't be watching them open for
Collective Soul right
now. But this menagerie of guys from the West Coast, Toronto and of
all places Whitehorse, YK had the misfortune of being introduced to the
world in a place where music is not encouraged as a viable source of
income. Hell the Canadian government would rather see you rotting on
the system than making it big and moving to Switzerland. At least they can
use you as a statistic to justify stealing more money from all people
who actually have jobs in Canada. Fuck I hate getting all political
cuz I don't know fuck all when it comes to that shit but I got my twisted
ass ideas about everything and I'm more than willing to serve them up to
you, the willing, the fitfully bored, the oppressed and maybe even the
unwilling. So I should just think of something more to say about
Boy.
All I can say is they left enough of an impression on me to write something, put their name on my site, show you a couple pics that aren't TOO bad and hopefully help promote what these guys are doing. I definitely thought they sounded good with catchy hooks 'n a cool look. I love the Paul McCartney bass and the ties are stylin' as all hell. Check 'em out if you get the chance. Buy their CDs too dammit. As you can see below, when I first met them we were getting along royally but after the second hour of my life story, they told me to fuck off...
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