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Spaces Between

 Gruff melodic punk, what more can you ask for.

So about a month and a half (?) ago a friend texted me a picture of Cal & Garys Kettle Cooked Smokin' Sweet BBQ potato chips. "Best Served with Flames" that she found at a Calgary (get it, Cal & Garys) co-op. Co-op chips you say, smokin' sweet BBQ you say..."Made from 100% Canadian Grown Dark Russet Potatoes" you say. I had a pretty good idea what the back of the bag might say. Her and her family were out a couple weeks later and they were nice enough to bring me a couple bags to try. Flip it to the back, Great Grammy Albright would make homemade potato chips on her wood-fired pot belly stove with Grampy Aubrey's potatoes, yep. The Covered Bridge & co-op relationship is strong and we all benefit from it. Kettle cooked dark potato chips with skins abound which provide you with an earthy potato taste. The crunch is quite alright, mid to mid heavy. The BBQ seasoning is on the traditional more smokey side with just a slight sweetness and a very slight BBQ bite. They have a fit in the traditional and a foot in the mesquite without leaning too far either way. Salt is quite present. It's been a minute since I've had the proper covered bridge version of these chips, but I'm relatively certain they're the exact same with a different bag and slightly higher price point. 142g bag is a decent size, doesn't allow one to over indulge. If you're a fan of BBQ on the smokey side you'll dig these. If you're a fan of mesquite bbq, you'll also probably dig these because there's a bit of that sweetness. 

Similar to Shook Ones, Calgary's Sabertooth played punk in the style of Kid Dynamite and Lifetime. When I listen to it I can picture myself dancing, skanking in a pit to Sabertooth's final album Spaces Between (never got to though, I believe I found about them through Sloth Record's instagram when Spaces was released). Just enough pop to make you want to dance, just enough punk to make you feel a surge of energy. Gruff melodic vocals with harmonies in just the right places. Anthemic choruses. Dark poetic lyrics. One of my favourite albums from 2015.

Stay hydrated,

Marc

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