Jean’s death stare struck fear in my heart. I felt cold and alone and terrified amidst a packed Brasserie Beaubien. Yes, these (mostly) Calgary boys stay true to their roots. A home brew of post-punk and dark, brooding pop lay hidden beneath squalls of feedback. Tasteful, abrasive, and ultimately rewarding for those with a strong stomach.
Desolate, pounding riffs that could tear down a mountain. Saturday afternoon, a sunless basement could scarce contain this Halifax trio’s offerings. Thankfully, the roof did not collapse. A lone ray of light crept downstairs, fell upon the group’s opaque eye, and was quickly banished. Night had fallen earlier than expected.
Though experimentalism runs deep in their veins, pop gems remain, floating just beneath the surface. Traces of new wave and kraut-rock ripple in and out of focus but one thing remains clear: Viet Cong are easily one of the best new Canadian bands in quite some time. Catch them again Saturday @ Drones with Freak Heat Waves & Homeshake!