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Supersuckers Lead High Energy "Fun" Injection
Vancouver
February 26, 2001
Supersuckers @ Richard's On Richrds
February 18th, 2001
If you believe all the recent hoo-hah surrounding Vancouver 'City of No Fun' moniker, it's tempting to just give in and move to Toronto. Watching cars worth more than your house drive round and round the downtown core is apparently out, as is paying $75 to see tall men bounce a rubber ball up and down a wooden court. Now they're telling us that we might not be able to stand like drunken sardines and watch fireworks either. Darn it all to heck.
Fortunately, there is light at the end of this dire tunnel.
 Fortunately the City of No Fun tag is crap. Anyone who was at Richard on Richard's last Sunday can tell you that fun is alive and well in Lotusland, courtesy not only The Supersuckers but also the stellar talent of local acts The Nasty On and The New Town Animals.
 The Nasty On hit the stage first, making a thunderous racket and generally doing their duty to warm up a packed house. This band has one of the most entertaining lead singers in town, a man who's not afraid to play the role of the posing rock star. You probably won't see these guys at a venue larger than Dick's on Dicks, but then again, you probably don't want to.
 Next up was The New Town Animals, whom I officially nominate as Vancouver's best punk act. The Animals play fabulously dirty Pistols punk , and have just the right amount of humour. One guitarist who makes bizarro lizard faces when he plays, manages to be understated whilst creating ear blistering sounds and the other looks like Mick Jagger but plays like Steve Jones. Best of all is their drummer who made a really crappy kit sound razor sharp.
 But as anyone who's seen The Supersuckers knows, no matter how good the supporting acts are, it's all about The Supersuckers. The Seattle to Tucson transplants are a rock'n'roll comedy troupe, complete with obligatory ridiculous poses and finger to the crowd. As always, Eddie Spaghetti has a rare sexual charisma not often found in an ageing punk band, and as he himself says, "the beauty of being him is that he doesn't have to give a fuck."
The last time The Supersuckers played here, The Brickyard was stuffed way beyond its sweaty capacity. Richard's on Richards, easily twice the size, was similarly packed. The Supersuckers seem to instill in their audience a sense of hope for the future of music - like preacher to a particularly divey congregation. With wild antics, brain rattling guitars and the perfect attitudes, they do in fact, perform little miracles. How else do you explain dancing in Vancouver on a Sunday night?
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