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It’s what we’re all about!
It’s what we live for,
Come on shout it out!”

Dave Does Australian Cask Wines

Due to an unusual lack of resources I find myself in a unique situation. I must place my latest Dave Does within another Dave Does (does this make is a Dave Doesn’t? What a dichotomy), so I trust that ya’ll will excuse me for the somewhat unusual lack of snazzy graphics that I normally depend on to make these readable. That being said, I trust that the glorious wittiness of it all will carry you through. Rest assured that the research period was long and hard (2 weeks, 20 or so liters of wine, you do the math cause my brain doesn’t work anymore) but strangely enjoyable. I should also thank Lonnie for shouldering much of the burden. His knowledge from his research into a biochemistry PhD was invaluable in my attempts to introduce the aforementioned scientific method. And he drinks a lot.

Before we get too far in, let me note that I have attempted
to introduce elements of the scientific method in my research,
and to that end I will be using my tried and true
Rating
Systemâ?¢
, so if you are not familiar with this system I
recommend you refresh yourself before carrying on any further.
Also, I have broken down the wines into various elements that
I will analyse individually, before carrying on to a final
analysis that will have virtually nothing to do with the facts
at hand. Usually it came down to whether I liked the colour
of the box. I should also thank Lonnie for shouldering much
of the burden. His knowledge from his research into a biochemistry
PhD was invaluable in my attempts to introduce the aforementioned
scientific method. And he drinks a lot.
But enough of that, lets talk scientific method. Here’s how I broke down the individual wines:

Packaging : The first impression. Did this wine say to me “I’ll make you feel pain in a way no man has done since the Spanish Inquisition” or did it only hint at the fact that it would make me wish that I had never been born. Remember, these are cask wines, there are only gradations of bad here.

Price : The Price

% : The percentage alcohol by volume. Not to be confused with the percentage alcohol by weight, which is useful in it’s way but due to time limitations and our recent loss of brain power, had to be left out at this time.

Volume : The volume in liters. The fact that this is measured in liters really should have warned me that this may not have been the wisest of undertakings.

MOAD : The Milliliters Of Alcohol per Dollar (MOAD) rating is a system I cunningly developed to get a better approximation of the true worth of the wine. You simply take the volume of the wine, multiply it by the alcohol percentage and divide by the amount paid, and you end up with your MOAD rating. Strangely, the MOAD rating seems to have a direct relation with the consumption of aspirin in a given household, but I’ll leave that to future scientists to research.

Varietal : The type of grape.

What Lonnie Says : What Lonnie Says.

Comments : General rating and raving by yours truly. An attempt to encapsulate the myriad colours and flavours of the bountiful supply of wines, with a touch of “who’s your daddy” attitude thrown in to boot. This is the section that makes or breaks the wine.

The Rating : The final rating. Years of viticulturists work summed up with one rating of 1 – 5 stars.

So without further ado, bring on the wines….

Lindeman’s

Packaging
:
The packaging for this wine was excellent, certainly one of
the best sampled. The important thing to note with this wine
were the opening instructions. Complete with small diagrams,
this wine had excellent opening instructions, the best in
fact. Perfect for first time wine drinkers, or those of us
who’s brains have stopped functioning and need to be reminded
the proper way to punch through that tricky cardboard, and
search for the pour spout.

Price :
$22.99

% :
12.5%

Volume :
4 liters

MOAD :
21.75 MOADâ??s

Varietal :
Cabernet Shiraz blend

What
Lonnie Says : “Worth sucking the last drip out of the bladder.”

Comments :
This wine was surprisingly drinkable, especially for a 4 liter
option. Usually the 4 liter varieties tasted suspiciously
close to a cross between motor oil and rank sewage water.
This one just tasted like bad wine. A fairly low MOAD rating
hurts this wine in the end but it certainly was one of the
best we sampled.

The
Rating :

Yalumba

Packaging :
Very boring packaging. The only reason we purchased this wine
was because of the price, which was high enough that we thought
we could rule out blindness as a possible side-effect of our
research. We were wrong, so wrong.

Price :
$12.99

% :
12.5%

Volume :
2 liters

MOAD :
19.25 MOADâ??s

Varietal :
Shiraz

What
Lonnie Says : “I have no recollection of this one whatsoever.
Did we drink this in one night?”

Comments :
Certainly the worst of the bunch. Given the low MOAD rating
I expected a relatively drinkable wine, and was very disappointed.
True, blindness was not a factor with this wine, but quite
frankly, my vision didnâ??t improve either. And for that kind
of price in the cask wine game, one expects some sort of miracle,
and since I didnâ??t walk on water either (and I might have
with the Morris, Iâ??m not really sure) this wine was a big
disappointment.

The
Rating :

Hardyâ??s

Packaging :
Blue, I like that. After drinking all this wine I got sick
of red. This was a nice change. As well, this was the only
3 liter cask. Original. It says to me “we wonâ??t be forced
into the 2L-4L dichotomy of Australian cask wines.”

Price :
$21.99

% :
12.5%

Volume :
3 liters

MOAD :
28.86 MOADâ??s

Varietal :
Cabernet Shiraz

What
Lonnie Says : “Made me wonder what possessed you to do
a Dave Does Australian Cask Wines.”

Comments :
Quite frankly I was impressed by this wine. As the name suggests
you must be fairly tough to consume it, but at least they
appear to be warning you and I for one appreciate that. Not
like the other wines, where they lure you in and then crush
your melon with the ungodly taste of the vile red devilâ??s
brew they pass off as wine.

The
Rating :

Kaisar
Stuhl

Packaging :
Truth in advertising. This wine says to me “even though weâ??re
not a German wine, weâ??re bad enough to call ourselves one.”
And the name drew me in. Kaisar, perhaps meaning king. And
Stuhl, pronounced stool, meaning feces. King of Feces. I appreciate
the warning implicit in that.

Price :
$7.99

% :
12%

Volume :
4 liters

MOAD :
60.06 MOADâ??s

Varietal :
Soft Dry Red Claret

What
Lonnie Says : “I wouldnâ??t even light a fire with this stuff.”

Comments :
The unbelievably high MOAD rating helps one deal with the
fact that this wine tastes as though all the forces of the
Third Reich are simultaneously blitzkreiging on your tastebuds.
This is a wine for truly dedicated alcoholics. Marketed solely
at those looking for a fine wine to drink with their big macs.
When it first hit the shelves all the homeless rolled over
in their cardboard homes and took notice. Still, it gets the
job done. Good for it.

The
Rating :

Banrock
Station

Packaging :
Very nice. Unbleached cardboard, comes with seeds to plant
in your garden, and proclaims that $2 from the purchase will
go to helping replant forests. Ecologically minded, it reminds
one of the concept of Gaia, and how when we consume wine it
creates a need for more grapes which gives illegal immigrants
jobs picking grapes to produce more wine for one to drink.
I enjoy being a part of the circle of life and so I enjoy
buying this wine.

Price :
$11.99 on special

% :
12.5%

Volume :
2 liters

MOAD :
20.85 MOADâ??s

Varietal :
Cabernet Shiraz

What
Lonnie Says : “Tastes as sweet as the blood of a freshly
killed animal.”

Comments :
While I donâ??t particularly agree with the smaller 2 liter
size, I always reminded myself to just buy 2 at a time. This
is the wine that started it all. And, since itâ??s the only
drinkable one, itâ??s the wine that going to finish it as well.
Whatâ??s that you say, a drinkable cask wine? Surely that only
happens in fairy tales and Tin Tin comic books. But no my
friends, this is a truly great find, to rank with the discovery
of penecillin, and will allow me to continue to consume cask
wine while endangering only 2 or 3 major internal organs.
This is truly a wine for the generations.

The
Rating :

Morris

Packaging :
Very snazzy calligraphy almost allowed you to look past the
fact that this was a “dry red”, which realistically means
they could pretty much put anything in there and call it wine.
Broken glass, rusty nails, holy bibles for colour. From the
taste of it all things were possible with this wine.

Price :
$10.99

% :
12.5%

Volume :
4 liters

MOAD :
45.50 MOADâ??s

Varietal :
Dry Red

What
Lonnie Says : “Nick from Wagga Wagga has flogged me ute
and taken it into the back paddock to do donuts.”

Comments :
The good MOAD rating doesnâ??t really help one get past the
fact that this wine is terrible. And with the hobo market
sewn up by the Kaisar Stuhl, Iâ??m not really sure who this
wine is marketed towards. Still, I drank it, and it was cheap.
But the Stuhlâ??s where itâ??s at.

The
Rating :

I trust that you have found this somewhat informative. And
should you ever find yourself in Australia, mark my words
and avoid the Kaisar. For though he may be cheap, just like
the Kaisarâ??s of old, heâ??ll rampage around your body in a land
war of vast proportions.
My final analysis: drink beer instead

 

You can get your mind out of the gutter, methinks. This is a collection of SlantyNet’s signature recipes, named in honor of “The Naked Chef”, Jamie Oliver (who, by the way, is a great cook but has a piss-poor website).

Worst recipe ever: submitted by SlantyOJ Ingredients: 1 Can Campbell’s cream of mushroom soup mix Potters long island ice tea mix (enough for 1 soup can full) Directions: Follow instructions on soup can but replace water and milk with long island ice tea mix. Enjoy.

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Jacket: Banana Republic

Shirt: DKNY

Pants: Armani

Attitude: 100% Slanty

 

Well ladies and gents, the time has come once again for yet another rant and
rave by yours truly. What is is he’s going to go off about this time you ask?
What is it that’s fermenting in Dave’s brain that must be known by all? I’ll
tell ya, cause I can feel your desire to know. Let me explain my thought process
(don’t worry if this doesn’t make sense to you, it’s because it doesn’t make
sense. It occurred to me that I really enjoyed my current nickname on Slanty.Net,
namely: OD. For those of you not in the know, this is short for the “Original
D.” We here at Slanty are constantly looking for ways to shorten things. Abbreviations,
penile reductions, leg amputations, these are all encouraged here. And as such
we began to refer to each other by only the first letter in our name. James
became J, Dave became D, Kelso became K and so on. But then we realized that
Dan also became D. F&%$, we were stumped. But then James suggested that I become
OD and Dan be-cum 2D, and Dale become 3D. I enjoyed this because it inferred
that I was the first and best (even though I’m younger than both Dan and Dale).
Anyways, this got me to thinking, who and what else shares the letter D in their
names? And so I bring to you the first in my ratings series, and the third in
the Dave Does series ….

Chuck “D” — Badass Rapper

Chuck D was one of the original bad ass rappers, as the lead dood from Public Enemy. But he also had a social conscience, albeit very very pro-black. Back when others were rapping about how “It takes two to make a thing go right” and how it’s super cool to “Let your backbone slide,” Chuck D was going off about how “911 is a joke” and “Burn Hollywood Burn”. A sample for ya’ll..

Burn Hollywood Burn I smell a riot goin’ on

first they’re guilty now they’re gone.

Sure I’ll check out a movie,

but it’ll take a black one to move me…”

Right on Chuckiepoo, but what about the rest of us who enjoyed You’ve got
Mail, what eh hell are we going to do for entertainment? Still, I gotta
respect a man who can take a stand like that and pretty much tell the world
to blow it out their respective asses, and make millions it doing so. Plus he’s
got a troop of dancers called SR543 or something like that, and all they do
is stand around and look mean! I swear I’ve never really seen them dance, they
just look BadAss. That’s cool. As well, when you’ve got Flavour Flav as your
permanent sidekick you just can’t be all bad.
I mean this guy is the original freaky rapper sidekick dood. In fact, he’s pretty
much the only freaky rapper sidekick dood, and he does it well. In addition,
Flavour Flav was getting arrested for gun possession when Tupac and Snoop Doggy
Dogg where suckling their mommies boobies. Sweet. The only thing that detracts
from the all round badness (other than the fact that they scare the pants off
me, but I can live with that), is the fact that Public Enemy seems to have permanently
attached themselves to Spike Lee Jointz. Bummer, since the last movie I saw
by Spike Lee that I enjoyed was Do The Right Thing, which came out in
1988 or something like that. And what the hell is this business with Jointz
or whatever the hell he calls em. Some kinda Black Thing I don’t understand
probably, but screw him. Oh yeah, and he had nothing to do with SABOTAGE!!!!!
All round though, I’m proud to share a letter of my name with Chuck D, and as
such he gets a….

.

Good work Chuck D, keep it up!!

Mike “D” — Badass White Rapper

I have three words for
you ladies and gentlemen: SA-BO-TAGE!!!!!!!! So good it must be
broken into three words to contain the magnificence. Can you dig it? Yes that’s
right, Mike D is one of the fabled, often talked of, often listened to Beastie
Boys. The group that single handedly made Much Music watchable for the entire
year of 1996, with their magic SABOTAGE!!!!! video. Absolute genius.
For those of you who haven’t seen it I pity you. You must now commit ritual Hari
Kari while wearing leg warmers and listening to Gino Vanelli, this is how uncool
you have become. Tough but Fair. The B-Boys have followed up with some notable
videos, namely Body Movin’, which is also pretty good, but no SABOTAGE!!!!!!!

But what is really. That video was delivered by the gods.
As far as I can tell, the only thing that could possibly detract from Mike D’s
overall coolness, is the fact that he may be the least cool Beatie Boy. There’s
Ad Rock, who is sorta the musical guy. He heads Grand Royal Records, the Beastie’s
label, he plays guitar when they play they’re own instruments, and he sang in
SABOTAGE!!!!!!! Then you have MCA. He’s the head of the Beastie’s
fight to save Tibet. So he has that really weird thing going on. And he plays
bass when they play their own instruments. Finally you have Mike D. He heads up
the Beastie Boys line of clothing. And plays drums when they play their own instruments.
History has shown that, with the exception of Don Henley from the Eagles, and
that one-armed guy from Def Lepperd, the drummer is always the worst dood in the
band. But to be the worst in the Beastie Boys, is still to be the top of the heap.
And as such Mike D is awarded the coveted….

Keep up the “dope” work Mike..

Heavy “D” — Bad Rapper With A Big Ass

Can you say “One-Hit-Wonder?” I knew you could. Anybody who went to high school in the early early nineties will remember Heavy D and the Boyz for cursing us with the song “Now That We Found Love What Are We Gonna Do With It?” First off, that’s wayyyyy too many words for the title of one song. For christ sakes, why not just “Now” or “I suck” or “I’m a has-been-one-hit-wonder”. These are all reasonable titles for a song. He should hire me as his agent, maybe he’d make a comeback. As it is, however, he’s relegated to the graveyard of past stars. Condemned to wallow in the shadows of way cooler hasbeens Gary Coleman and Mr. T, both of whom will never die in Dave’s world. You have to give Heavy D credit for paving the way for the Notorious B.I.G. and other overweight rappers. Without him the world may have been condemned to a never ending parade of two dimensional rappers like MC Hammer, and Puff Daddy. Heavy D introduced that third dimension of girth, god bless him. Another strike against Heavy D, however, is the fact that ever since I thought of him several days ago, I’ve been completely unable to get his freakin’ song outta my head. It’s driving me nuts!!! The chair would be too good for him. Perhaps he hasn’t seen SABOTAGE!!!!!!! and will have to commit Hari Kari while wearing leg warmers listening to Gino Vanelli. As that is unlikely, I find myself required to give Heavy D….

You suck Heavy D, nothing personal.

A Pause For Self-Reflection and Internal-Musings

Well folks, what have we
established so far? As far as I can tell, we’ve established the fact that I share
my nickname with a bunch of rappers, both good and bad. Is this a sign that perhaps
I should have attempted a career in rap music rather than municipal finance counseling?
Perhaps it could have been OD and the Boyz. Perhaps I could have been on
stage in front of thousands of screaming girls, all anxious for a piece of OD
action. Perhaps, but not bloody likely. I don’t even really like rap, so I don’t
really see how I could do well at it. I gots the name, but not the rhythm. Can
you imagine me trying to dance on stage. I’d be too busy laughing at my own pathetic
ass, we’d have to clear the stage of any reflective surfaces. Still, I could sample
somebody else’s bass line, grab some baggy clothing, write some cheezy lines,
wiggle my little ass…….

Duke Nukem 3″D” — A Badass Video Game

I love this game. First
off, my favourite was going up to the window in the bathroom, pushing the action
button, and hearing “Damn, I’m looking good.” I like the fact that this
game reinforces a healthy, positive attitude of self. It says to me: “I can
feel good about myself as I run around blowing garbage can size holes into zombie-esqe
meanies, who have never done me wrong but seem bent on eating my brains. Good
for me!” After that, the rest of the game was pretty good. The third in the
first person narratives for me, following Wolfenstein and Doom. Both of those
were better but this was still good. It didn’t have the absolute evil of the
Nazis, or the even worse minions of Hell, if fact, I’m not really sure who I
was fighting against in Duke Nukem 3D, coulda been some badass nuns for all
I know. But I sure blew them to all hell and gone. Good times.
Plus, you have to dig a game that has a music album that has songs by Megadeth.
“Countdown to kicking your ass” or something like that I figure. Plus it’s called
“Music to Score by.” Score what? Chicks? Hockey goals? Musical compositions?
Quite frankly, I find it hard to believe that popping this little baby into
your car stereo is gonna get some girl into your back seat. More likely it’ll
confirm your desperate status as geek/nerd/dweeb from the audio/visual club.
I gotta get me a copy. Anyways, based solely upon the hours played at the ole
Slanty Shanty, this game gets a sweet…

Hey look, I just slaughtered 20 people in that room … I think that’s wrong [Damn, I'm looking good!] Oh well, I’m the best so they all deserved to die. Must kill more….

“D” The Letter Grade — A Badass Mark

I lot of people think
that a D is a bad mark. I agree. However, the few times that I’ve been on the
receiving end of this little bad boy, I’ll tell ya, I was relieved. Most hard-core
students look at a D and they see a sub-80 IQ level. The rest of us see a D
and we think “that’s four/eight months of more work I just avoided. Phew.” For
me a D is a beautiful thing cause it means that I don’t have to retake the course,
and that is always a good thing. Anything that reduces my work load is to be
praised repeatedly. But then it’s a D, and as such I must award it a…..

Dickie “D” Ice Cream — A Badass Bar o’ Sugar

Well folks, I’m pulling up the couch and ya’ll can shine a really really bright light in my eyes and keep me from sleeping for 72 hours. That’s right, it’s confession time. I really don’t like ice cream very much. I know some people view HagenDaas as the second coming of Christ, and Ben and Jerry’s to be the third coming, but I don’t buy into it. Too sweet for me. So really, if I don’t like ice cream, why the hell am I gonna like Dickie Dee? It ain’t there gawddamn trucks, that’s for sure. Christ those things piss me right the hell off. There you are, playing a game of baseball on a nice sunny day, hoping to God the ball doesn’t get hit to you so you have to spill your beer, and this damn truck roles by tootling out its bastardization of the Piano Man or some such, and everybody goes running off like they’re giving out free beer. WTF?? Don’t they realize they’re delaying the eventual trip to the bar?? Misplaced priorities I say…

[Whap] Ahhhh christ! My beer!!

A Brief Summation

Well folks, that pretty much wraps it up. Here’s a scary pick of DD for ya’ll
to peruse while you consider changing your name so it includes the coveted letter
“D”. Maybe then I’ll rate you!!

Well folks, once again we have concrete proof that SlantyOD has wayyyy too much free time on his hands. I’ve decided that, much like Brunching’s “The Ratings”, I needed my own personal rating system so that I could grade everything that I see around me. James’ Starcraft Post .. A-One I say, Beer theft .. sucks large boulders. But that just doesn’t have the ring I’m looking for. So let me present to you my own personal rating system to be used as much as possible wherever possible by your’s truly….

5 Stars!!!

We’ll start off with the best, it just doesn’t really make sense to do anything else. Let me ask you what you think the best, most eye-grabbing, hit-yourself-in-the-head-til-you-fall-down-thing you could ever imagine would be. How bout the holiest man alive, 500 feet high, rampaging through New York? Yup, that’s right, 5 stars on the SlantyOD system gets you a 500 foot Pope award!!

Isn’t he beautiful, rumbling through downtown New York? Good for him

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4 Stars!!!

Well, now that we’ve got the best out of the way there’s nowhere to go but down. Mind you, after that one it doesn’t really have to be bad to be worse. So what else is super cool, high in Slantyness, party-on-til-the-break-of-dawn goodness? How about the Boba Fett in Your Basement Award!!!

All I can say is that would just kick ass!! I think the only thing that makes
this worse that the 500 Foot Pope award is the thought, ever present, that the
Fett may be after you…

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3 Stars!!!

Ahhh, mediocrity’s a beautiful thing. What is it, you ask, that’s screams middle-of-the-road to you SlantyOD? Well, that’s a tough question, being the highly opinionated person that i am makes it difficult to come up with something upon which I am indifferent. So I came up with something that just causes me great difficulties. Is it good? Is it bad? I just don’t know… so I’ll let you decide about the Warm Budweiser Beer Award!!

It’s good cause it’s beer.

But it’s bad cause it’s warm and it’s Bud.

Ohhhh the eternal dichotomy!!

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2 Stars!!!

What sucks big time? What object’s sole purpose is to suck and nothing else? No, not a hooker (they’re good for other things, just ask Dan), it’s the Hoover Vacuum Suck Award!!

This award works on so many levels. First, it actually sucks, which is the
“play on words” level, a metaphor for suckiness if you’ll indulge me. Second,
who likes vacuuming? Anal retentive freaks o’ nature maybe but they suck too!!
So many varied levels of sucking, this is perfect for the 2 star level.

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1 Star!!!

What is worse that sucking on multiple levels you ask? I’ll tell you this .. it’ll require large amounts of resources, many men and women working in harmony, international conspiracies and more, all with one purpose in mind: to make my life miserable. What is this you ask? Does such a thing exist? Certainly my friends and compatriots, it exists in our very midst. Hence, I present to you the #&%$ing TD Award!!

Worse than death, worse that anything, to be avoided at all costs yet insipid,
constraining, inhibiting, evil. Yes that’s right evil!!

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???? Star!!!

Not sure how to rate something? Not even sure what the hell is going on? Maybe it’s cool in Slovakia but how the hell are you gonna know. Those Azerbaijanies got some cool stuff but you don’t know anything about it? For this ever so special case I give you the Hello Kitty Award!!

Hello Kitty lives in London!!

Hello Kitty says “you can never have too many friends!”

Hello Kitty scares the piss out of me

Good for her!

Travis at the Commodore – Nixon – 7/14/00 at 12:33 PST

Some band from the UK everyone says is really popular but I have never heard of them before. I did not want to go, I tired to get out of it, and failedâ?¦

Place: Commodore. A nice little Intimate Interactive type place and it suited this band.

Phrase of the day:
â??He was lucky, he never got a finger up his assâ?¦â??
(Lead singer referring to his band mates being searched at the airport)

Opening Act: Unknown
I think the lead singers name was Fiona? Donâ??t know, came in late. They were good enough and the crowd came out for them. One thing girl, you look good but tuck in that pot belly your getting.

Crowd Interaction:
I have to give it to them; this is where they really shined. Every second song had a story behind it and they were usually pretty funny. I was really impressed by the way he took the time to thank the crowd for coming out but was the first band to sound sincere about it, coming into the pit to shake hands when the show was done.

Music Quality:
Have you heard of Radiohead? These guys sure have sounded like â??em. This irked me at first but they really pulled it off and in some ways were better as they didnâ??t sound as dreary as Radiohead can be. These guys actually looked like they were having fun.

Crowd Performance:
What? No ones going to surf? OK this wasnâ??t really the band to do this for but they did get a bouncing on a few songs. I did see one member of the Jap squad so I thought we might have had at least one. But what was there best asset? The women, aw god the womenâ?¦ so many lovely pairs of (ahem), never mind the point is itâ??s a good thing no one did surf cause I was to busy looking at other thingsâ?¦

Overall rating:

I really really didnâ??t want to give thisâ?¦ I didnâ??t want to be there at first, they had acted like Primadonnas to our staff, and they werenâ??t starting to sound like a copycatâ?¦

Then they made me laugh,
and the women were incredible
and they sounded great.

I was still looking for an excuse to only give three kisses when they did a cover of Brittany Spears â??Hit me one more Timeâ??â?¦ I was sold on someone Iâ??ve never heard from before.

you bounce girlâ?¦ you bounceâ?¦

Watchmen at the Peak – Nixon – 7/07/00 at 15:32 PST

Hereâ??s the premise: You bring a can for the food bank, do the Grouse Grind, get a free concert on Canada Day. Watchmen w\Templar at the peak.

Place: Grouse Mountain summit, open air show. Beer gardens, tunes, and weather. Crazy weather. Within an hour, went we through Rain, Sleet, Ice, Sunshine and Fog. Lots of Fog (sounds kinda like the postal serviceâ?¦) The Fog brings me to my next point:

Phrase of the day:
â??Wow, you guys really like your weed out hereâ?¦â??
(Watchmen lead singer referring to the Fog)

Opening Act: Templar
Iâ??ve seen these guys 4 times this year, but I will admit, theyâ??re getting much better. There act is polishing, and the tunes are starting to catch, the small crowd there was did get into it. Hereâ??s a hint though, no one knows who you are, and no one cares, donâ??t get cocky.

Crowd Interaction:
It actually looked like they wanted to have a good time. It takes a lot of guts to try and pull the people out from the beer gardens. They said a few words made a few jokes and actually showed some personality.

Music Quality:
Normally Iâ??m not a big fan of these guys, but today they rocked. Given the circumstances I wasnâ??t expecting much but they new fans were there to party and really gave them what they asked for.

Crowd Performance:
Crappy weather meant a small crowd, But the thousand or so (form an expected 6000) tried there best. I do feel sorry for those surfers who went â??bounce, bounce, bangâ??, but good on ya for givin it a go.

Was it worth it?
It was free, how can you complain?

Overall rating:

3 seems a bit much but considering the conditions, they still got the crowd into it and stayed away from the panzy ass crap songs. Opening act was solid, sounded good and where can you see a show during an Ice Storm in the middle of summer?