The Montréal Drum Fest welcomes a drummer who is a living, breathing, sometimes bleeding, embodiment of the musician's dream. It's the dream of everyman, that is if you persevere—sweat, toil, maybe, err, bleed some—you will carve yourself a niche. If you stick at it even longer, harder, and get bruised and, well you know, you will make it big. By that time, you'll be needing a transfusion, but success will be sweet. And it's there for the taking, even available to a band from polite, mild mannered Canada. In the current instance, they've made a big splash in the dark pool of demon metal.