Tracks 1. Hockey Dad
2. Connie’s Got A New Phone
3. Flyover State
4. Limbo In The Kitchen
5. You’re Allowed Your Feelings
6. Financial Cancer
7. Ideas Guy
8. Hallelujah, Again
9. Comment Section
10. Gold!
Tracks 1. Hockey Dad
2. Connie’s Got A New Phone
3. Flyover State
4. Limbo In The Kitchen
5. You’re Allowed Your Feelings
6. Financial Cancer
7. Ideas Guy
8. Hallelujah, Again
9. Comment Section
10. Gold!
Out Now!
Bike Thiefs are a chatty post-punk rock trio that sound like a cross between Parquet Courts and a late-night conversation with Charles Bukowski. Think Talking Heads meet Jello Biafra meet PUP in a new wave bar at the end of the world. Urgent, insightful, irreverent and supremely ear-wormy goodness.
Comprised of bassist Kris Pandierada, drummer Andrew Fasken and guitarist/vocalist Marko Woloshyn, Toronto’s Bike Thiefs absorb music as quickly as one would expect from a group of millennial audiophiles. Pandeirada cut his teeth producing hip-hop beats in his basement; Woloshyn holed up in his room wringing the ink out of Leonard Cohen sheet music; Fasken immersed himself in the world of 2000s punk rock while booking shows and playing in a handful of hardcore bands.
Over the past few years, Bike Thiefs have refined their cool cocktail of speakeasy vocals, slashing guitars and primal rhythms into catchy post-punk anthems. They’ve kept busy touring across Canada and the United States, opening for various international acts including Wavves, Antarctigo Vespucci (Jeff Rosenstock & Chris Farren) and The Dirty Nil.
Leaking was recorded with Josh Korody (Dirty Nil, Weaves, Dilly Dally) at Candle Recordings in Toronto.
From the press gallery:
“Bike Thiefs’ rip-roaring guitars portray the urgency of the opioid crisis, while the band’s darkly comical observations hold a mirror up to the personality-related side effects of addiction. It’ll make you laugh, cry, smirk, pogo and rally your local politicians to invest in concrete solutions.” – PASTE Magazine
“The songs are abrasive, chatty and conversational. The white-knuckle rhythm section leaves enough room for Woloshyn’s exuberant vocals and guitar feedback without letting him trip over his own jokes." – New Noise Magazine
