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I first saw The Flatliners on May 9, 2003. They were opening for Bigwig/The Planet Smashers on the grind tour and kicked ass. Their sound has changed since that date but it hasn't stopped them from becoming one of my favourite bands both recorded and live. Because of my affinity for The Flatliners I was drawn to The Warehouse (Calgary) on September 26, 2007. Having never heard the other bands that were to be playing that night I had very few preconceived notions (I did very little, super lazy, research), I was just there to see The Flatliners and hoped the other bands didn't suck. To my absolute surprise and amazement, the opening? band (might have been 2nd of 4, I can't remember for sure [it really doesn't matter]) The Peacocks absolutely slayed. This 3 piece punkabilly band from Winterthur, Switzerland owned the stage. There was no fancy lighting, costumes or pyrotechnics..just three guys in jeans and black shirts rocking out. When they played there was pure uncut energy emanating from every square centimeter of the stage. The singer/guitarist and drummer were killer, but it was the bass player that knocked my socks off; he was absolutely man handling the double bass as if it was a broom. Shit, was, rocking! Leaving The Warehouse that night The Peacocks were up one very enthusiastic fan. I can't say I've seen every band play live but I've seen a few and to this point in my life The Peacocks are one of the best (since that show I've been holding out hope that they'll brave the vast landscape of the Canadian prairies and tour within driving distance of Brandon [Don't read into me focusing on their live show, their records are top notch as well {lyrics are sarcastic and bitter/cranky at times, shit's fantastic}]). One of my favourite bands. These guys are straight up cool [Ha!].

BRANNIGANS PROPER THICK CUT CRISPS; SMOKED HAM & PICKLE. Just having "Proper" in the description makes me think that if I smack talk these chips the (general store clerk looking) fella shown on the bag is going to pop out and give me a fucking good kicking. Luckily, I don't have to worry about that. I've never had (or heard of) Brannigans crisps before (grabbed them at the UK import store when I was in Calgary this past March), so I've really been looking forward to trying this sack of goodness [the odd flavour combination didn't hinder that excitement]. I grabbed the 40g bag and got my perpendicular tear on, when I looked inside I saw that Ol' Bran' wasn't lying when he said they were thick cut. These crisps are almost double the thickness of your standard lays/old dutch/etc., this thickness gives them a queer texture (in the greatest way possible). It's as if a kettle cooked chip and a (regular?) cooked chip got together one night and the ensuing offspring took the positive traits from each while leaving the negatives in the dumpster. These chips have a nice crunch without being greasy then break down in your mouth in a much softer more palatable way than the greasy shards that result from eating kettle cooked chips. I dig the texture of these beauties. "How's the flavour", you ask? If you're that impatient you don't deserve to hear how TASTY these CRISPS are! Stop being so IMPOTENT! When you pop the crisp in your mouth you're greeted with a sweet ham flavour that seems like it might be a 2nd or 3rd cousin of mesquite BBQ. There is a subtle pickle tartness that comes in about halfway through to accent the 'ham' flavour rather than trying to take centre stage. If you come across a bag of these you'd be a dickhead to not try em. I can't wait to try the other flavour of Brannigans that I picked up.

Stay hydrated,
Marc

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