There is a strange misconception in the music world that a song can find a final, definitive form. It’s the reason why overly precious music fans get so upset at a gig when their favourite band plays their most iconic foot-on-the-moniter rock groover as an understated vocals and piano piece. Any song recording is just the form it took on the day; they should be treated as fluid things, changing sound, style, and function, moving with the mood and ever-evolving.
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Greg Hoy and the Boys understand this only too well, and so they present their latest single, Holy Mother of God, in myriad different forms—well, four to be exact.
Kicking off with the sort of rock groover that never goes out of fashion—stacatto rock and roll riffs, driving basslines, kick-ass drums, not to mention just the right amount of cowbell—they start in familiar territory. But this is followed by an Eddie Spaghetti rewrite, which sees the Supersucker’s head honcho take it down some understated haunted country roads.
From here, they include the original demo, which gives even more credence, if needed, to the idea that any song worth its salt can be boiled down to a vocal and acoustic guitar version and then take a tangential turn into upbeat ska territory.
So, if after listening to this song in so many genres, sounds, and styles, each of which seems to be the perfect version, you still think that music ever finds a final, finished, immutable, unchangeable form, then there is probably a Kiss tribute band playing near you that you might want to check out.
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