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The best revenge is apparently to make a bunch of catchy songs that don’t all sound the same. Letters from Japan has that poppy snare bounce thing going on, and the low fi strat strum and noodly riff thing. A retro New Wave deal. Its not just the title that reminds me of the Vapors, that’s for sure. Harlot is a whole other, harder hitting kettle of fish, sorta a Hives kind of energy. Nice elasticky bass line. Party fun aggression. I’m sure it’s just the lyrics that remind me of Jet’s famous song, but in a good way, honest. And then there is the last track on the demo, Beggars and Businessman, which has to be an ode to Vancouver doesn’t it? One line asserts that both these types are "more dangerous than women" and if the previous song is anything to go on, this makes them quite deadly. The song on the other hand is goofy and harmless, autistic gang vocals and a loose, loping cadence. This sounds like one hella fun band to see live.
-Dave Bowes - The Skinny Magazine
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Harlot and Letters From Japan can be heard at myspace.com/bestrevenge
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Hey there friend,
Lemme tell you about a scrappy little punk band from New Westminster called The Best Revenge. They specialize in a certain brand of fist-pumping, floor-thumping, bone-bruising rock and roll that most people thought died out when the hipsters crashed the party.
They’ve got a wild dude by the name of Maxim Patrich on drums who thrashes out his white-knuckle rhythms with such force you’d swear he’s just a ball of pure kinetic energy. Evan Joel holds down the bass in a way that makes you think he was born with it in his hands while the mad man of the microphone, Pearce Donnelly, plays the guitar like he’s challenged it to a knife-fight in a dark alley. It’s as though The Clash time-traveled into the future and through some fantastic accident swapped souls with The Hives. Seriously.
But they’re no one trick pony. From the gutter-disco anthem “She Talks to Ghosts” to the new-wave croon of “Letter From Japan” to the suicidal call to arms of “Young Nihilists’ Gun Club”, The Best Revenge have got more variety in their catalogue than a con-man’s got sob stories.
And they’ve brought the raucous energy they honed in house-parties and high-school shows to the best of Vancouver’s intimate venues. Whether it’s The Roxy or The Biltmore, The Railway or the Media Club, these three men come with nothing but their instruments and leave a crowd full of converts and a sweaty stage.
They’re the answer to an empty Saturday night, the one-finger salute to the working week. They’re the antidote to the dull machine, the computer screen, the same old scene. They are The Best Revenge.
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