Volume 93, Issue 42

Friday, November 12, 1999


Weekend pass

Gryner comes full circle with latest release

Danko doesn't apologize for hardcore narcissism

Maxim just wants you to get laid

Ghetto rising up from the streets

Les Savy Fav keep on the up and up

Danko doesn't apologize for hardcore narcissism

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DANKO'S NOT HERE ANYMORE... ONLY THE KEY MASTER. Toronto rocker Danko Jones is poised to and ready to possess Call the Office on Saturday

By Mark Pytlik
Gazette Staff

Let's get one thing straight – Danko Jones is not your typical Canadian rock star.

Unlike his overly polite and modest contemporaries, Jones is an unabashed self-promoter with a penchant for some serious on-stage narcissism. Together with J.C. on bass and Golden Brown on drums, this singer/guitarist is quickly becoming one of the nation's most self-righteous rockers. And people love him for it.

Their latest release, the aptly titled six track EP, My Love Is Bold, will undoubtedly whet the appetites of hard core fans still patiently waiting for the band's first full length studio album. Jones is quick to chalk up the absence of a legitimate full length record to their high standard of quality. "I want to put out a full length record just as much as the next guy, but I want to put out a full length record that will stay in people's CD players for a long time," he says. "I want to put out Highway To Hell."

That said, Jones is quick to concede that My Love Is Bold is a huge improvement over previous efforts. "Now our focus is on recording moreso than ever before," he concurs. "You'll see the recordings that we have put out match the performances."

And this is no small request. The band's live show has quickly garnered a reputation as being one of the most raucous and sexually charged events this side of the Chippendale dancers. Jones notes the reasons for the overt sexual nature of the band's live show are numerous. "A lot of the reasons why we play as heavy and as raw is sometimes to hide the fact that underneath you can transpose those lyrics into a ballad," he smiles before countering his own point. "But in a relationship, if it's anything worth going for, you're gonna have sex with that person, right?"

Augmenting the live set's steamy overtones are Jones' self-assured rock sermons during which he publicly asserts his own status as a rock 'n' roll prodigy. As a matter of fact, Jones' inspired live monologues all centre around himself in some way. He's even got a plethora of nicknames for himself, the most famous probably being "The Mango Kid." "I just like anything that's mango-y," he smiles. "I mean, I'm not gonna call myself the Pineapple Guy or the Banana Boy – that just doesn't work."

As for the state of rock music, Jones admits it's difficult to be drawing from a well which seems to be slowly drying up. "Yeah, [rock] is dying for sure, it's totally dying," he laments. "It's hard when you realize that 10 years ago a [venue] would've been totally packed."

No matter, because an evening with the guitar-centric Jones will undoubtedly rekindle that old fire. "There's a subtle agenda, which is to basically show everyone that this is how you play rock 'n' roll," Jones smiles. "I don't care if people think I'm cocky cause I'm confident. That's just the truth."

Amirable, at least for his unflappable self-belief. Is it hard for Jones to imagine what he'd be doing if he wasn't a musician? "I'd be buying a guitar," he smirks.

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