By Mike Dunn
In the frantic immediacy of “Book It To Fresno,” the first cut on Home Wrecking Years, Brendan Canning lays down an urgent, 90 mile-an-hour-with-the-windows-down beat, clangorous guitars feeding off the Bonham-like kick drum, before his youthful tenor provides a drifting melodic counterpoint soaked in spacey reverb with words of reassurance, “I’m not here to laugh at your mistakes”.
Home Wrecking Years finds Canning painting with a wide sonic palette, mixing the driving overdriven guitars balanced by smart, hook-laden clean jabs of Mick Jones skank on “Vibration Walls” to excellent effect. “Keystone Dealers” is a little more subdued, a bossa nova groove with classy horns to complement breezy vocal harmonies. “Once I Was A Runner” is a particularly choice cut, steamy and swaying before rising into a more potent chorus. If some artists are given to using wide spaces to provide dynamics, Canning is equally adept at making musical sense in the middle of chaos, where sonic room is at a premium. His place as a founding member of Broken Social Scene is evident in the dance floor indie rock of “Nashville Late Pass,” as energetic and addictive a song as any in the Canadian indie heroes’ catalogue. Some records are just made for the long, hot nights of summer.Brendan Canning, Home Wrecking Years