This came out in 2001 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
In Canada, we seem to be stuck with two kinds of bands: The ones that overstay their welcome by decades (Trooper, it’s been a long time, not a good time) and ones that vanish before their prime.
Moncton indie-rock noise-popsters Eric’s Trip clelary belong into the latter category. They put out just three albums and a slew of EPs in their six-year career. Now, five years after the Trip ended, they’re on a reunion tour that’s crossing the country. To get in the mood, try The Eric’s Trip Show, a decent 22-cut set of live songs from a half-dozen gigs throughout their career. Not that it’s easy to tell which show is which — the sound is uniformly (and fantastically) sludgy, the playing consistently (and endearingly) ragged, the attitude unfailingly (and superbly) laissez-faire, as the band squeal, shudder, creak and groan through faves like Stove, My Bed is Red and Smother. Think of it as a Trip down memory lane.
