Supersuckers Horseshoe Tavern, Toronto ON September 20

Supersuckers Horseshoe Tavern, Toronto ON September 20
It took almost 20 years but punk rock’n’roll stalwarts rhe Supersuckers have finally created a term for their raucous live show: "Awesome-netics,” a warped twist on L. Ron Hubbard’s questionable Dianetics methodology.

Sure it may sound cheesy but when watching bassist/singer Eddie Spaghetti, guitarists Dan "Thunder” Bolton and Ron "trose” Heathman enthusiastically hammer their way through almost two hours of high-energy rock’n’roll to a packed Horseshoe Tavern, the amusing play on words was perfectly fitting.

These were not the same Supersuckers that have been awkwardly meandering through half-hearted sets since the loss of original drummer Dan "Dancing Eagle” Seagle. Having finally found their skin-pounding soul mate in former Reverend Horton Heat drummer Scott Churilla, the band were actually better than ever, displaying a fine unison of youthful exuberance and mature professionalism.

While the Supersuckers have always been good, on this evening they were great thanks to Churilla. His excellence and sheer power has injected new life into the Supersuckers and nobody knows it better than the band themselves. They constantly praised him throughout the show while whipping out a set comprised of songs dating as far back as debut album, The Smoke Of Hell ("Coattail Rider,” "Hell City, Hell”), crowd-pleasers from Sacrilicious ("Bad, Bad, Bad,” "Born With A Tail”), The Evil Powers Of Rock ‘N’ Roll, Motherfuckers Be Trippin’ and two enticing new tunes from a forthcoming album.

A clear sign that there was a new energy and vitality within the ’Suckers camp just waiting to be unleashed, even Heathman was compelled to watch Spaghetti’s formidable (albeit anticlimactic) show-opening acoustic country performance aided by electric guitarist Jordan Shapiro.

After a gruelling dry spell, the Supersuckers delivered qualities they’ve been missing — or just plain lacked — for years: loudness, aggression, confidence and good old pelvic rock. Hell, even Spaghetti’s staple banter flourished with new life proving that while it sounded like a load of overbearing mock-pride as of late, thanks to the inclusion of Churilla, the Supersuckers may very well be the "Greatest Rock’N’Roll Band In the World” once again.