April 11, 2014 ()
Hamilton Kind of Rocks
We Torontonians do not pay too much attention to that small steel manufacturing town of about half a million an hour or so down the road. Sure they’re a little too hung up on a CFL rivalry that comes maybe 4th or 5th on most Torontonians’ sport team priority list, should it make the list at all, and perhaps the words “artistic beauty” are rarely used to describe anything within its borders aside from the Botanical Gardens and waterfalls, but what Hamilton may sometimes lack in class it more than makes up for in hard core grungy rock, the kind of head banging gems you just couldn’t find in a polite urban population like Toronto.
When it comes to awesome rockers, Hamilton has given the country and the world more than its fare share. From Monster Truck to the Arkells, The Killjoys, Teenage Head, and Whitehorse, the town seems to pump out more awesome music than one wouldn’t expect from such a relatively small population.
What I love about Hamilton bands like Monster Truck is that they’re completely unapologetic about how unnecessarily loud and heavy their riffs are. As Jeremy Widerman, their lead guitarist told me in 2011, “People come to see us for the first time and they only know the band name they kind of get this picture in their mind and think of what their expecting to hear, and we deliver on that expectation,” he said. Having seen them a number of times now I can say that they absolutely deliver on the heavy roaring association their name provides.
The other important takeaway from my conversation with Widerman is how well his hometown supports its local talent. For example, the band started out as a temporary side project, but after the warm reception they received from the home crowd they decided to pursue it longer.
“We had just been kind of playing around the home town area, playing a lot of local shows, and getting a lot of really good reaction from people coming out to the shows, and we realized it was gaining a lot of momentum without us putting 100 per cent worth of effort into it.” In other words, if it weren’t for Hamiltonians, the world would have never witnessed Sweet Mountain River.
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Though Monster Truck would have likely been able to fill smaller venues in Toronto in those early days with ease it’s much more of a struggle for an emerging band to fill a venue with fans night after night outside of major cities, but not in Hamilton. Say what you want about that place, but they love their music, and do a great job of supporting the local scene.
Back in Toronto, however, we’re forced to build our town’s musical reputation on the shoulders of popular idols like Drake, Deadmau5, the Bare Naked Ladies, as well as a few we try to downplay as much as possible, like Justin Bieber and Nelly Furtado.
While I rarely express any sort of jealousy towards the town lovingly known as The Hammer, when it comes to rock and roll reputation, I wish ours was a little more along the lines of theirs. At least we’ve still got Rush.