Toronto - As mentioned in my primer, the Wet Secrets are a 5 piece band from my hometown of Edmonton, Alberta, the city of champions (til I left, anyway). The band consists of Lyle Bell (bass, vocals), Trevor Anderson (drums, vocals), Kim Rackel (tuba, trumpet, vocals), Donna Ball (trombone, vocals), and Doug Organ (keys, vocals). They were the first band on my NXNE menu, and man what an appetizer.
First of all, they all wore matching marching band outfits. Now, consulting the Panic Manual Rock Dictionary*, if you wear a uniform as a band, you better bring it. Uniforms = expectations. The Wet Secrets definitely brought their A game (or EHHHH game). Their music can best be described as retro sounding synth rock with reliance on gang vocals for choruses. With catchy song titles like ‘Grow Your Own Fucking Mustache, Asshole’ and ‘I Teabagged Myself With 3 Cans of Pain’, you can easily tell these guys are here for a good time.
The set was the expected 40 minutes and while they sometimes rely on the group chant choruses a bit much, everyone had a good time and this band definitely deserves the hype that has besieged them in recent weeks. It’s always a good sight to have girls on stage dancing in unison. I guess they are similar the Canadian version of ‘Black Kids’. only ‘White Kids’ but they can’t call themselves that, cos it’d be racist.
4/5
Also related is the ill fated Panic Manual beard/off competition, which I failed miserably, but I’m Asian, so that was expected






