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 My initial impression of Hardbite (handcrafted-style chips..cooked in 100% avo oil) Wasabi Ranch chips is that they smell like KFC. This was unexpected. I however proceeded to toss one in my mouth and was met by a very nice wasabi bite and a good kettle cooked crunch. A mild creamy ranch flavour kicks in at the back end of consuming. There's a slight butteryness to the chips and the seasoning to potato ratio is pretty much on point throughout the (128g) bag. This is probably the first time that I've had a bag of Hardbite that the flavour name is a perfect description of the actual chips flavour. There's no flowery wording trying to make them sound more important or healthy than they are. There's enough wasabi tang to keep me interested, but it's not blasting open my sinuses. Bangin' bag of chips. Neither me or the Salty Wife saw bags of these around town but she was nice enough to find some online through London Drugs in case you're wanting to get a bag for your own consumption.

I've been following Wasted Wax Records ever since I was gifted the Herd of Wasters Just Three Dudes double 7" by my thoughtful wife in 2015. They're a label out of Medicine Hat (I want to say in 2015 might have been based out of Calgary) that puts out Canadian prairie metal and punk (like all over the punk and metal spectrum [some gets quite weird {but it's all very good}]). This past month I was catching up on their back catalogue with a couple orders and while I was looking through their LP's one of the albums they distro caught my eye, Reifer Madness' Break Out (M.S.A. Records). I went to the albums bandcamp, listened to 20 seconds of the first song then closed the window and ordered the LP (if I'm going to order something I'll typically wait until I have the physical to listen to it..and I want it to be as fresh as possible upon first spin). So it came in last week and I got around to listening tonight. This album bangs. Reifer Madness is out of Edmonton and play thrashy punk. A great mix of Unseen style street punk, 80's HC punk, and 90's epifat. Rapid fire drums, at times face melting riffidge, gang vocs, partying, and 16 songs that average just under 2 minutes a piece. This rips.  The LP that I got is like a transparent snot with black marbling, no lyric sheet but if I really want the lyrics they're 'sung' relatively clear.

Stay hydrated,

marc

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