The Pack A.D. are back on the road, driving from Vancouver, across the country---through the golden prairies and scenic Quebec---for their show at Gus’ Pub on Friday night. Perhaps it shouldn’t be a surprise that I can’t get through to their cell phone; there’s something quarters and payphones about their bluesy, garage-rock sound. On their summer tour across the States, they handwrote old-school postcards from the road to anyone who asked.
When The Pack A.D. (the A.D. stands for Anno Domini) ripped into their first notes at this year’s North by North East music festival in July, the crowd at Toronto’s stinky Sneaky Dee’s stopped what they were doing (even the girls chugging Rockstar energy drinks and vodka, who would eventually end the night crying) and pushed to the front of the sweaty stage. Instantly the bar was transformed into the back room of a southern American blues dive, steamy with the smell of Jack Daniels and lust. Becky Black (vocals/rhythm guitar) and Maya Miller (drums) are a swaggering rough-and-tough force that refreshingly doesn’t pay attention to trends: no skinny jeans or giant wrapped scarves here.More Black Keys than White Stripes, Black’s Joplin-esque growl shifts between emotions as she sings about love, death, Civil War and road warriors, while Miller keeps strong with foot-stomping drum lines. With two albums since April 2007 (Tintype and this summer’s killer, Funeral Mixtape), and a new deal with Mint Records, The Pack A.D. have quickly established themselves on the Canadian indie music scene, and, no surprise, were a big hit with fans at South by Southwest in Austin.
So grab a shot of Gus’ finest whiskey and be prepared to have your motorcycle boots knocked off on Saturday night as The Pack A.D. rumbles into town.
Gus’ Pub, Friday, September 5, 10pm