For as long as I've been drawing I've also been playing the drums. Its hard for me to say which started first. One of the side effects of playing drums is ending up in bands. Here is a list of such bands.
"They’ve taken the fetters of categorization and buried them under the outhouse of human culture. Unashamedly unadulterated. Kaleidoscopic and mesmerizing. Loud. Terrifying. And absolutely totally necessary. Why? Because their unhampered sonic explorations, seemingly unmoored but grounded structures, sticky flirtations with pop, and crazed passages of distorted abandon are not only brave musical and artistic choices, they are forays into the unknown. And the only way we will solve any of the problems facing us today is to venture off the known highways into the deep, dark woods of another way. By Badminton Racquet being Badminton Racquet, the unknown becomes known, the uncertain becomes certain. The broken rule becomes the new rule. And all of us benefit. Badminton Racquet rule because, in scaring the crap out of us, they make our community better, our city better, and ultimately our world better. I know they’re just a band and they probably aren’t setting out to be revolutionary. But this is how it works. One things leads to another. Art and politics will always be connected no matter the proclivities of the artists. So we must champion all kinds risk-takers, of revolutionaries in society and in art because in the end, each reflects who we really are. And who we really are is always up to us."
-Nathan Lawr (Minotaurs / Royal City)
"A band hailing from the dark basements and attics of Guelph, releases sounds that will warm you like the unsettling presence of a hulking spook in furs, pressed close behind. A transitory sensation, made manifest by the tips of this quartet. Led by the animated vocal medium Steph Yates, accompanied by Tyson Brinacombe on drums, Nathan Campagnaro on bass, and Dan Paillé on saxophone. The misery of the elderly finds company with these old souls; tapping in celebration to the buzz of flies tooting upon wax-paper-wrapped combs. On stage and in little laboratories, these persons stretch shadow projections of spirits, humours and hemlock by the metered flicker of cartoons."
Guelph’s premier heavy instrumental band, full of blistering drums, angular guitar and ripping bass. It’s pure riffage of the highest degree. Crowds can expect a huge sound from these three, and to be blown away by Bleet’s intensity.
“three-piece instrumental rock for stoned metal heads and video game nerds”
Lo-fi and fuzzy rage fuelled art pop
Fun and folky, boot stomping dive bar jams
LITTLE BRIAN AND THE OAT CEREALS
50's and 60's sloppy soul cover band