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You Can't Sexy Dance to Punk Rock

I've been listening to my record collection alphabetically for a while. This past week I came to the R's. On the weekend I threw on The Rezillos, earlier this week Ridgemont then yesterday it was time for The Riot Before. Since I have my records organized alphabetically for band then chronologically once I'm into a band, the first Riot Before album that I threw on was Fists Buried in Pockets. You know what's the best thing about Fists Buried in Pockets? Everything. When one's music collection is expanding at a rapid enough pace it's easy to forget about or overlook albums..(no matter how enjoyable said album/band is)..which takes me back to The Riot Before's Fists Buried in Pockets. The Riot Before play mid to uptempo punk rock. There's a folk influence, not so much as a guy sitting on a stool with an acoustic guitar kind of way, moreso in the poetic socially concious lyrics kind of way (that being said there is harmonica and some less instrumentally dense songs with a lil' twang on the album [They were a Richmond VA band]). There's pop and hardcore influence in there as well. The vocals are on the gruff side of clean (Brett's not singing with gravel in his throat but he's also not wearing skinny jeans with swoopy hair). All in all, music, lyrics, vocals..top notch. This album makes me feel hopeful even though at times the lyrics aren't completely optimistic (or are they? [the words may not always be but the resulting message is..{semantics}]). Giver a listen. Next up, Rebellion.

Being that The Riot Before had hints of the south in their sound I figured I'd pick a bag tonight that might complement just that. What'd I choose? President's Choice Loads of Barbecue Flavour, Rippled Potato Chips. I've tended to overlook barbeque chips, when I was younger I just couldn't get into them (other than Dutch Crunch Mesquite BBQ [I dug their sweetness]) and that dismissiveness has carried on through into adulthood. It wasn't until recently that I've started to open up to barbeque/bbq flavours. There's a spectrum of flavour that BBQ chips seem to exist within, one end is the dry smokey flavour while the other end is the sweet mesquite. Where does PC Loads of Barbecue fall? I'd say right around the middle maybe leaning towards the dry side, they're more exciting than the 'classic' BBQ chips of yore but they're not quite sweet. There is a mesquite sweetness but it's on the faint side. They're a little less sweet than Lay's Barbecue but not too far off. As far as loads of goes, there's a healthy..er even covering of seasoning however I'd almost say that of the "loads of" flavours that I've tried these are the least loaded. Standard weight ridged chips, they'd hold up to dip..not sure what dip I'd have with them though. Won't make the regular rotation, but I highly doubt any BBQ/Barbecue flavour ever will so take that with a grain of salt.

Stay hydrated,
Marc

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