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The Golden Dogs
So last Friday night was the Father/Daughter Dance, and it was a great time. I do, however, have to call out the DJ. I get it, a gig is a gig; but any great entertainer will teach you, you have to know your room. I like LMFAO as much as the next guy. But, seeing a bunch of dads and their daughters dance to “Sexy and I Know It” seems like poor planning on the DJ’s part. But then again, I guess that is why pop music is for the young. The same thing probably happened almost thirty years ago when Madonna’s “Like a Virgin” would come on at the dance. And pity the poor SOBs who were stuck dancing with their daughters when Benny Mardones’s “Into the Night” hit the dance floor. Maybe the Smith’s had the right idea: Hang the DJ. How about we go north of the border this week for some nice, wholesome Canadian rock.
The Golden Dogs are a great band out of Toronto, Canada. And their latest album Coat of Arms (2011, Dine Alone Records/USA) is really worth checking out. They have a nice + loose rocking 70’s vibe, throw in some cool vintage keyboards and bar-room piano, fuzzed out guitar tones, and never fear the maracas or tambourine. Move over Buggles, here is the Golden Dogs 80’s-inspired video for “As Long as You Like” -
At the heart of the band is the interplay between main songwriter and singer Dave Azzolini and the awesome all around MVP Jessica Grassia. They each have enough razzamatazz to front a band of their own, but put them together and you have some real rock and roll magic. And live, they can certainly tear it up with the best of them. Check out “Travel Time” and rock along -
The Golden Dogs are another in a long list of Canadian bands that achieve solid success in their own country, but seem to have trouble breaking into the US of A (can someone please throw Sloan a red white and blue bone already). So let’s break the cycle today: pick up this album and play it for a friend.
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Just in case you forgot the awesomeness. Check out the tortured screams of Benny Mardones at the end of this classic: