Time For A Beer With Ball
On Friday night, somewhere between getting blackout drunk, witnessing the return of the mighty Bison to a Vancouver stage and awaking to a stray dog in my living room, I was introduced to a band simply known as Ball. Ball may actually be the long haired, bad influencing hesher brother that I never had. Ball is also the best new band I've heard this year. According to patches advertised on their FB page, they make hard rock from Hell but some covert investigative journalism has led me to believe they are in fact from Sweden. Three dudes that thankfully don't seem to take themselves too seriously, their recently released S/T album has invoked musical memories of Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats, Butthole Surfers and Nashville Pussy(those are some fuckin band names!)while at the same time sounding like they only listen 70's horror movie soundtracks. Ball is what happens when you go support your friends when they DJ non-descript bars with overpriced beers, so quit making excuses and go have a drink.