I did some writing for the Rifflandia Festival Guide and one of the groups I covered was Pigeon Hole. I first saw the duo play before Tommy Guerrero a few Rifflandias ago and loved their raucous energy and swagger. Seemed like a good choice for me. There wasn't enough information on the net about the duo to write the allotted word count so, through the power of Twitter, I contacted the duo and Dustry Melo was quick to get back to me.

Having seen them again recently at Shambhala, where they destroyed the Amphitheater in the blazing sun, I can happily assure everyone that their energy has not diminished one ounce. But now, that energy is focused like a laser. I don't know what trap music is, but apparently that's what you call the beats that pack their new album Chimp Blood . All I hear is slightly more electronic hip-hop. I dunno. Labels, eh, fuck 'em. Let's not worry about that right now. Let's all just read this sweet conversation I had with Dusty Melo, one half of Nanaimo-bred gangstas, Pigeon Hole.