If ever a band was aptly named, it’s Guttermouth. One word. Three syllables. Punk as fuck. They hit the stage with an attitude that barely fit in the room.
While the tempo of their moron punk is up to par, it just doesn’t seem as convincing. They blast through the songs, but it seems like habit, not passion.
The lead vocals, by Christian Fall, can get as gravelly as Rancid’s, or as melodic and tough as British punk of the ’80s, kinda like The Clash sans accent.
Punk with lots of high end. Best songs are “Beloved Infidels,” “Black Bean Chili Thing,” and a cover of Roger Miller’s “King of the Road.” Let that sink in.
In an age of punker-than-thou, MxPx is a breath of fresh air. They write hyperenergetic tunes filled with broken-hearts, questions, and strivings for change.