Forty years ago I was working in a bar in Syracuse near the University on dollar import night. I was talking with a couple guys from Ottawa. I remember them telling me "Your Mooseheads taste like Miller, eh." Pretty weak, for sure.
That was the era when we would make beer runs over the border to get the good stuff. A favorite was Molson Brador, a six-plus-percent malt liquor not available in the States.
The cheap stuff was Schmidt's or Genny Screamers, $4 a case.