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Now Hear This: King Bull | What Happened Here

I'm getting caught up on the good albums that have come out lately. Like this one.

THE EDITED PRESS RELEASE: “Humans have seemingly stumbled upon the ultimate era of enlightenment … not really, but kinda. A closer look and you might find a striking resemblance between Red Deer Alberta, 2020 and the 1977 film Slap Shot, only now the Hanson brothers have given up on hockey and started playing rock ’n’ roll.

Not exactly raised in the most artistic of all Canadian communities, the members of King Bull can still consider themselves lucky to have been brought up under the wing of the elusive Canadian poet Catfus, whose estranged works have yet to see the light of publication. During the band’s formative years, Catfus would often preach the importance of The Who’s The Kids Are Alright, believing it to be of a higher power than “school, god and government” combined. Although not part of the group and often considered “delusional” and “incoherent” by the band itself, Catfus provided all the tools and inspiration needed to create the most authentic rock ’n’ roll band to exist since 1979.

Some 13 years down the road, some minor tweaks to the name and lineup and King Bull is operating smoother than ever with its oldest member still less than a quarter of a century old. Their debut release, Mouthbreathers and Sha-na-na, a two song commentary on modern identity alongside the never-ending western Canadian tour in support, landed them on an Australian-based record label that released this debut EP.

King Bull encompass ’70s rock and punk with an angsty vibe and some earthy streetwise riffs and powered by a punk-tinged, rock-ignited fuel. Fired up by intricate licks, buzz-cutter guitar tones and uniquely edgy vocals, they cover what is great about rock music. This is a band for fans of The Who, Iggy Pop, Against Me, AC/DC, Queens of the Stone Age, David Bowie, The Drones, Neil Young, etc. … (anything with electric guitar that snarls a bit, really).”