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The One True Freak

In the latter part of 2018 I picked up The Brokedowns newest album Sick of Space. The Brokedowns play bouncy punk rock that is mid to up tempo. Both the music and vocals can be at times quite aggressive..abrasive..the vocals are slightly strained but it's intentional and it fits the bands sound. There's some nice harmonies. They have a Festy gruffness to them. The lyrics are darkly funny criticisms about..well, to be very broad, how the world is going to shit. They paint pictures in your mind somewhere between a 90s Tarantino movie and an adult swim cartoon. They have just the right amount of grit and anger to make for a very enjoyable listen. This is the third Brokedowns album that I've purchased and it's the 3rd for a reason, they always deliver the goods. Bangin'.

I usually try to have some sort of connection between the music and chips in each blog..well this week I'm writing about Pringles so don't read too deep into the connection. The best connection I can grasp at is that Wasabi Pringles have a good bite to them and deliver a less than ideal chip..I guess Pringles chips are the physical representation of a lot of the Brokedowns lyrics on Sick of Space..

So, Wasabi Pringles. The seasoning provides a nice wasabi..a hot horseradish bite. It's good that the seasoning is quite aggressive..because it helps cover up the Pringles garbage chips..at least while the seasoning flavour lasts. Once the wasabi flavour is gone you're left with the pasty box of instant mashed potato flakes Pringles meh that Pringles are famous for. Meh.

Stay hydrated,
Marc

ps..If you were to walk into a coffee shop and someone was reciting Brokedowns lyrics and the next person up recited Brendan Kelly and the Wandering Birds Lyrics..one wouldn't question the pairing.  

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