Sometimes you need a band who don't dick about. A band that just get on with it and thrash the shit out of life. One such band is Montreal's
Grand Trine . These lads don't mess about. Fuzz laden caveman puck is the name of their game.
Grand Trine deliver washed out storms of bass driven static, like a whiskey soaked rain of drunken punches to the gut. Think Chicago legends Death after a massive moon shine session with the Stooges in a dark damp basement and you might be close.
The band put out split 7" with fellow Canadian's
Black Feelings (good too) on
Blue Skies Turn Black this month and there's a 12" E.P
Sunglasses kicking around somewhere. Well worth hunting down!
Grand Trine - Radio Frequency IdentificationGrand Trine -I Am A Magnet
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