When I first visited Toronto at the start of this decade, I noticed numerous flyers for bands with the word ‘F***’ in their names. Everywhere I looked there were acts called things like ‘F*** And The F***s, The F***-Offs’ and The F***ing F***s. My Canadian friend explained that local musos, spawned from a slacker culture of ultra-strong weed and near-sociopathic underachievement, never expected to make it in the wider world, so adopting rude names was a way of annoying the grown-ups and signifying their contempt for the whole notion of success – or even just a career – in music.
But now, well f*** me, but one of those aforementioned bands has only gone and broken through! Here’s a clip of “Toronto electro-rock terrors” Holy F*** earlier this month at Harbourfront Centre’s Beats, Breaks and Culture festival. They’re a highly appealing trancey, Krautrock-flavoured live act, like a slightly harder version of Britain’s Fujiya And Miyagi. God bless ya, Toronto! You f***ing f***.
http://www.eyeweekly.com/fpLarge/video/66861
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