Mutiny On The Bounty - Danger Mouth [Album] Sweeping and epic in scope, Mutiny On The Bounty's first full length album, "Danger Mouth", rides the crest of all that is rad. Burning up my laptop with it's math-driven cadence. I feel the force of each track assaulting my brain meat. I gave this the shower test, and it's definitely worthy of my off key voice to sing along with. Although I couldn't always understand what Nicolas Pzey was singing, I've never considered that a hindrance. Far from it. The zeal is all that's needed to induce a series of impassioned syllabic barking from me. By the time "The Art Of Escapology" came on I was already hypnotized by Topolino's squirrelly guitar riffs. They slid around my brain, one step ahead of conscious thought, like the bar of soap I was now unable to get hold of. The labyrinthine structuring of "Danger Mouth" creates a tight post-core sound. Harder than your average indie-rock, still, tracks like "Instructions To Sink" weave a sense beauty into a very heavy album. Almost astral, surreal, psychedelic. That point when the tightness devolves into a wall of sound held together by a steady rhythm section, and then snaps back. You get a big fuzzy all over. Followed quickly by the puissance of "1,2,3,4, I Declare A Thumb War". Who doesn't love a good chorus chant? Just so you can join in, "This could be hell if anything could be undone. This could be hell right now." "Danger Mouth" slapped me and stole my watch. It gave me a ride to the airport, then grabbed my ass before I got out of the cab. The sharp production of "Danger Mouth can be attributed to Alan Douches, who's worked with such great bands as Mastodon, and The Dillinger Escape Plan. From the start of "Call Me Cheesus!" to the end of "Single Man Orchestra", Mutiny On The Bounty has created a freshman album that delivers the post-core butter. It's something they'll have to live up to in the future, and I look forward to that. |
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