Andy Krehm, the mastering engineer who mastered all of our music, passed away in November.

When Rob and Schuyler did their first recordings together in Brantford, Ontario, Randy Solski of RS Sounds recommended Andy and the work was so good we never used anybody else. Schuyler continued on with him through other recording projects as well. It was a 25 year relationship with a real professional.

He gave Schuyler this CD after a session one day:

I think it was the only recording he made under his name, and it was even pressed to wax. (Obviously – it was recorded in 1979.) Used copies of the LP would turn up at record stores around Toronto.

Silverbirch Productions, Andy’s company and where he did all of his work, was nestled between Queens Quay and Bishop Desmond Tutu boulevard in Toronto, in an artist co-op that Andy’s wife started. A big apartment building right by the water full of artists and creatives. I think they had like a 3-year waiting list and I believe there was rent subsidy from the province so the creatives could afford to be creative. The whole thing was an exceedingly impressive feat.

He taught us that “volume is a drug” and to listen on a few different types of monitors. He also didn’t like when Rob tapped his bass, ‘cuz then he’d have to “manufacture low end,” haha. His favourite song was The Eternal Return.

Thanks, Andy.

We recorded a cover of The Cure’s Love Song some time in early 2006 at the original Mastermind Studios in Hamilton.

In 2006, there weren’t too many consumer grade digital video cameras that didn’t look like complete garbage, so we found a cheap super 8 camera on eBay to, as the kids say, create some content.

The project would also work as a test to see how viable a future music video would be on super 8. It was a good plan.

Unfortunately, as you can hear in the attached video, when digitizing film there are a few steps where you have to depend on others. First the lab has to develop your film, and then somebody has to digitize it. These days in Toronto you can get that lab on Niagara street to do both, but back in 2006 we found ourselves dependent on a guy in Brantford called Roger at Digital Duck.

He and his lackey left a hot mic on during the whole process, insulted and ridiculed us and our creative choices, and even admitted to errors they were making and leaving in their final product.

The ordeal was irritating for two reasons. Firstly, when you’re in your 20’s and trying to do creative stuff it’s really helpful to receive some kind of encouragement even from “normals” ‘cuz it’s pretty lonely out there. Secondly, the fact that they left a mic on and didn’t realize it raised some other questions about their professionalism and work quality.

Roger gets really close to understanding what we were going for, ie., “an old home movie, shot yesterday”, but can’t quite get there. Shooting our recording process on an old medium, handheld, and producing what looks like a home movie that can’t quite be placed in time (along with the added bonus of a test run with the processing lab and digital conversion) was the point. We produced a video relatively inexpensively, that was different than anything our contemporaries were doing, and didn’t look like the kind of digital garbage that expensive prosumer cameras were producing in 2006. For us it was a success.

Anyway, I’d love to say the whole episode doesn’t piss me off here, 20 years later, but that wouldn’t be entirely true. The best advice I can give you if you know someone in their formative years making creative choices you don’t understand is to either shut up or say things like “wow” and “are you almost ready for dinner?” Shit like that.

Also if you’re a creative shooting super 8 or 16mm, use niagaracustomlab.com. And if you live in Brantford, Ontario, don’t trust any professionals and really just leave, now, or as soon as you can.

Below is the video with some of what I’m talking about. To be fair, I’ve edited Roger and his buddy down to just the hits – it wasn’t really this rapid-fire. I cut out two of their more egregious admissions ‘cuz they didn’t pertain directly to us. Brantford, baby. Spend a month there some weekend.

Thanks to everyone who reached out this year and apologies to those of you who were excited about new things from greedyfeedr. Apology copies of Like Sisters have been sent out. Check your mailbox, baby.

Hopefully all the archival stuff on the site will hold you over for now. There’s more of that coming in the next few months, including a bunch of footage from the recording of Drunk Tummler, as well as some audio technicians talking shit on a hot mic about us and our artistic choices.

Are we old? Yes. Are we tired? God, yes. Are we even in communication with each other? Not really. But is greedyfeedr dead? It’s definitely possible, we’re not sure. But that’s not a yes!

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Unfortunately the reunion show has been postponed due to ongoing creative disputes.

Jeff:

Schuyler:

Jeff:

The Horseshoe Tavern used to do new music nights on Tuesdays when we were a band. They were great shows. We even played one with Walk Off The Earth once, long before they became viral video superstars and were still just a corny-ass reggae band with 4 white guys and 2 pairs of shoes.

Check it out

I remember their set well. They played a single note and I left the room so fast an outline of dust that looked exactly like my body rested there, visible for a moment, before dissipating into nothingness.

If you have access to a time machine and are planning to travel back to Tuesday January 8th, 2008, check them out! Just kidding, man — looks like the Cadillac Lounge is doing something called “Elvis Birthday Party” that night, that’ll be fun for you.

The first thing we decided when we became a band was that we would only make music for kids aged 7-12 so we would never have to consort with our fans (because they wouldn’t be allowed into the venues) and when they grew up we’d be dead from rock and roll injuries.

We all lived too long though and now those kids are adults and we’re broke and gross and face-to-face with our own professional miscalculations.

I wonder if these guys would give us 40 bucks for our hard work.

Some guys just have it, what can I say?

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You asked, we answered. Here it is. Kylecam 5000. Hear the sounds. Smell the sweat. Taste the future.

Let The Hooker Go, by us.

The greedyfeedr catalogue was only partially available on streaming platforms until 2 weeks ago, but fret not, dear superfan, everything’s up there now. That’s right, you can now listen to 8-minute songs about decoupling from your own hubris, berating your subconscious for condoning your spiritual torpor, and readying yourself for the conclusion of the American experiment … on Spotify!

You can also find us on APPLE if you’re some kind of dork or YOUTUBE MUSIC if you’re a psychopath.

But BANDCAMP remains the best way to support musicians so feel free to use that.

We still get reviews from time to time.

Broken up for a decade and a half? Can’t keep us down, baby.

HERE‘s an Australian math rock site that just can’t get enough of your friends at gf enterprises.

Like Sisters is a complex gamut of post-punk and angular, soulful new takes on nu-metal and post-hardcore.

Don’t know what any of those words mean but big up to FECKINGBAHAMAS for taking the time.

Today marks the 20th anniversary of the greatest greedyfeedr show of all time. The type of feeling you chase when you’re in a band. Everything aligned. The musicians, the crowd, the sound system, the lights. I’ve never had any questions about how heroin addiction works because, dear reader, I played this show. Some feelings simply demand to be pursued, no matter the consequences.

April 22nd, 2005

The 360

Queen Street

Toronto, Ontario

The only proof that remains on the internet is this page in Czech. That’s right, even the Czechs agree; a show worth remembering.

greedyfeedr is back in a big way! That’s right. At the end of 2025 we’ll be playing an extremely exclusive show (we don’t even know if we’ll be there) to friends and guests with new material, old favourites, some exclusive merch designed by some very special people, maybe a series of Russian nesting dolls with our likenesses, who knows?!

We’re just working out the details right now, but we’re very excited to be bringing greedyfeedr back for a victory lap. Were we the most popular band in the world? No. Were we the best? Certainly not. Most hygienic? Please. Do we deserve to finish out our tenure in the manner of our choosing? Probably!

Any band can disassemble when they’re 29, hairline in tact, teeth gleaming white, the world at their fingers, but it takes true grit and determination to finish off your musical story at 43, surgically repaired knees, nightmares keeping you awake night after night, tinnitus blasting in your ears, Top Gun reboot on the barely functioning television – metaphorically speaking.

Anyway, all that is to say we’re back, and we care even less about popular approval than we did the first time! So strap in fans and foes alike. We couldn’t crack the patina of success last time around so who knows what’s likely to drizzle out of our heads now!

Meantime, if you have any old greedyfeedr materials, that includes anything from photos to reviews to interviews to personal feelings about our lack of professionalism, please reach out to skylenol@hotmail.com and share them. That’s right, we’re at that stage of life where we’re looking backward instead of forward, trying desperately to prove that our lives were worth something, so maybe you have proof one way or another on an old hard drive! Please! Our sense of self-worth depends on it!

And feel free to wheel around this new site and take a look at some of the inner workings of the greedyfeedr project. New stuff will be added as it’s retrieved.

Stay tuned, baby! It’s all downhill from here!

– greedyfeedr