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As much as these two have contributed to more misguided stereotypes about Canadians than anything else, I can’t help but have my spirits buoyed (and my stress banished) when I listen to these guys:

“Take a six of your favorites, right? It’s like Russian Roulette: it’s called the Beer Hunter. And like, we’re going to play it here.”

(When this album first came out [1981!], I never noticed the rather strange message and equally unusual “mark of quality” that graced the liner notes. We Canadians, it seems, are rather defensive about the perceived lack of a truly “Canadian” culture. Take off, eh.)

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