The sound of Heat is the sound of confusion. Tuneful but tone-deaf; beat-down and blown out of porportion. It's a neat scotch and a mess of a life. You can find it scrawled on bathroom walls, hastily jotted down on cocktail napkins, deleted from your browsing history, lacing your designer drugs. It's a couple bedroom demos turned into a Montreal 5-piece rock band, Now here's the sixty-four thousand dollar question: "Do you remember rock n roll radio?"
Drawing equally from acts such as The Jesus and Mary Chain, Echo & The Bunnymen, and The Strokes, Heat streamline their influences into a mercurial 3 guitar sound. The result is a stream of catchy, dense rock and roll.