Everyday at work I'm stuck hanging out with the biggest knuckle-heads Vancouver has to offer--such is the burden of a young man stuck toiling through the hours on the periphery of Vancouver's burgeoning construction industry. My work associates enjoy domestic cigs, domestic lager, professional sports, filthy filthy language most often used in reference to filthy filthy girls, and 99.3 CFOX, perhaps the shittiest radio station ever.

Hey, what's that you say? Pride Tiger on CFOX? Priestess sometimes too?

I don't care. How about that? CFOX sucks. Pride Tiger lost to Rise Against on the CFOX Combat des Clips or whatever the fuck its called. So what does that say about CFOX?

The bottom line is that I really hate when bands get money and get a chance to sound good because they end up on CFOX alongside Rise Against and Finger 11 and Linkin Park. Seriously though, what happens then is that the band (Pride Tiger in this case) ends up getting re-contextualized and I am forced to take shittiest possible angle on said band.

Luckily for us Except for taking the balls out of "Sweet Dreams" and "The White Witch Woman Blues", Pride Tiger haven't made any mistakes with The Lucky Ones. And as long as I can convince the assholes I spend 9 hours a day with to listen to Classic Rock 101.1, then we're cool.

The Lucky Ones (if that's what it actually ends up being called) is pretty much a twelve-pack of crucial bright-until-late backyard beer-and-smoke jams (13 tracks, but I gotta cross off "White Witch" because CFOX's Jeff O'Neill seems to think it's so damn groovy).

Hell, taken from the right angle, there ain't so much wrong with cheap cigs, cheap beer and filthy girls either. But I'm still not budging on CFOX.

Go get this album, even if it means listening to the same tunes as that hard-on over there pouring concrete.