DRUMS...BASS...GUITAR, these elementary building blocks are what CANNING employs to articulate a distinctive voice as a whole. From simple aspirations in the beginning, to the ability to fortify reality, there is a depth and reflection found within chosen notes as time progresses forward. Between the intervals, an understanding of space develops that plays into an emotional grasp that can only be described as life. The following recognized moments touch upon the origins wherein unique individual musical foundations began, thus flowing through to the recent now and eventually reaching into the beyond…
When he was five, Fritz's father set up an old worn RadioShack stereo in the work area of the garage. In the living room, there was another stereo device which was not to be touched by any prying, curious hands. Therefore, the garage naturally became the room in which Fritz would spend most of his time in. After some Sesame Street and Disney records, the goods finally arrived - ‘The Magical Mystery Tour’. Forging deep within his ears was a music that was simply beyond compare...musical notes having this uniquely special sound to them. To this day, as with every recording Fritz has listened to since this day, he approaches listening openly for the possibility of a new sound or sense of feeling. Having learned vastly from that mind opening, original experience, he claims…’That's gold for my ears.’
Once peaking the top-forty countdown, ‘I Love Rock ‘n Roll’ was a number one radio hit for what seemed like years to Tom. Every Sunday afternoon, his family would wake up and listen to the radio countdown in its entirety, but when that song came on he felt like Ralphie opening up the much-anticipated package containing the decoder ring. Undoubtedly saying, he was now hooked on the anticipation and raw thunder of a riff and a rock beat! Banging on a friend's drum set at an early age, Tom had achieved some success at playing the straightforward and purely unembellished drum backbeat that drew him inward at the time. He just couldn't get enough, thus knowing…’I had to play music forever.’
During childhood, Ricky recalls the FM radio in the family’s living room where he found himself sitting many, many times in an armchair, next to the magical device anxiously waiting for that particular song to emit from behind the radio’s tannish brown mesh cover... ‘Standing in the rain, with his head hung low…Couldn’t get a ticket, it was a sold-out show…’ emulated from behind the radio's meshed faceplate. ‘I fell in love with it,’ Ricky admits. The syncopated guitar, those drums pounding their rhythms, along with that blistering vocal of determinaton, Ricky would be propelled into the groove... ‘He heard one guitar’…and was hooked for life.
CANNING is excited to bring the music to the people and around the world! In the end, they are simply a live band where on stage the heights of excitement, experimentation and tomfoolery can be experienced by both the audience and the three core members...Fritz, Tom and Ricky. As for the curious listeners taking a deeper dive, a true connection can be made by experiencing the depths and devotion found within the assault, along with the gentle caresses of a live show. CANNING deems to explore their music and portray a song in its rightful place, at least for that given moment in time. Throughout the years, having noticed that many times they do not play the song, moreover, with the elasticity of time...the song plays the band…
Not setting any absurdly extensive goals or resolutions, but to simply continue as a whole as CANNING rolls into the ever-present days and years ahead. Reaching out and affecting those around with positivity rather than negativity, including themselves. Experiencing the wonders of a moment and the people around for the inspiration that they bring. Hopefully also, stopping to appreciate, or at least slowing down enough to realize the beauty that can be found within and all around...
During childhood, Ricky recalls the FM radio in the family’s living room where he found himself sitting many, many times in an armchair, anxiously waiting for that particular song to emit from behind the radio’s tannish brown mesh cover... ‘Standing in the rain, with his head hung low…Couldn’t get a ticket, it was a sold-out show…’ emulated from behind the radio's meshed faceplate. ‘I fell in love with it,’ Ricky admits. The syncopated guitar, those drums pounding their rhythms, along with that blistering vocal of determinaton, Ricky would be propelled into the groove... ‘He heard one guitar’…and was hooked for life.