SINGLE REVIEW: Canada Hill – Hit!
Canada Hill don't so much return with a bang as they do barrel through the door, instruments alight, breathless and chaotic in all the right ways. “Hit!” is a jagged, glitter-soaked punch of DIY punk energy, powered by a rampant beat and guitars that jab and jolt like live wires. From the first crashing seconds, it’s all on — spiky, brash, and loud, but somehow never muddy. There’s a clarity in the chaos, a strange coherence to the haze. The vocals swirl like smoke in a sunbeam — both distant and cutting, airy and immediate — riding a rhythm section that refuses to sit still for even a breath.
Yes, there’s a clear Fontaines D.C. pulse running under this thing, but Canada Hill sound scrappier, rawer, and more lived-in. Where Fontaines lean into the theatrical, this is more instinctive — looser, but no less precise. Think punk’s snarl shot through with the shimmer of shoegaze and the ebb-and-flow of post-rock: tempo fades that dissolve into nothing, builds that suddenly crash forward, and textures that shift like shifting light through broken blinds. It’s dynamic and unpredictable, but still lands every time that chorus smacks you square in the ribs.
There’s a joy in how scrappy it is — not amateurish, but proudly handcrafted. The kind of band who record in a living room and make it sound like a storm tearing through a tunnel. "Hit!" doesn’t just feel urgent — it is urgent. Each moment feels driven by instinct rather than calculation, the riffs and hooks unraveling with an infectious sort of abandon. It’s high-energy, high-impact, and yet, somehow, still glitterful. Canada Hill have pulled off something tight, bold, and beautifully rough-edged — a perfect DIY punk storm with bite, blur, and beat all wrapped into one.
