Major Matt Mason USA – Me Me Me

On Me Me Me, Major Matt Mason makes marvelous music. How’s that for alliteration? After spending years playing guitar in noise rock and math rock bands, Matt Mason sold his amp and began recording on his own with his acoustic guitar. The move was apparently a good one, because you can do a lot with just an acoustic guitar. And years spent playing subways, coffee houses and street corners have honed Mason’s story-telling and playing ability.
Prepare to be entertained. The songs on Me Me Me are acoustic-driven folk-ish songs with the emphasis on Matt’s vocals. And those vocals are sly without being ridiculously obvious and funny without losing the emotion or sentiment. They’re sung in a kind of nasally vocal styling that, at first listen, reminded me of Kermit the Frog, but that comparison thankfully was gone with repeated listens.
“Mr. Softie” kicks things off, and you’re immediately sucked into Mason’s unique voice and his strong guitar skills. “Every time I find something, I find something I want. And every time I get to fourth down, I punt,” he sings. On “Rockstar,” Mason makes it clear that he has no claim on that particular designation. “The Ballad of Danny Scheer” could be telling Mason’s own story, and it has a greater intensity level. “Black Hole” has the feel of a more typical folk song, but it tells some truths, like “You can learn a lot about someone from the way they screen their calls.” “Rose Paned Glasses” is a cute little relationship song that picks the pace up a bit. “Price is Right” reminds me of that Flaming Lips song, “Vaseline,” both in its story-telling style and off-beat wit. Mason gets a bit more serious in the touching “I’m Sorry.” “Goodbye Southern Death Swing” comes across as more of one of those old-style depressing country songs. “Kicker” is about the faster song on the album, really changing things up and showcasing Mason’s guitar skills. The final “Plutonium” is one of the more sparse songs, soft guitar plucking with Mason’s vocals, before it picks up and ends up just kind of blasting you in the face.
You get the sense that Mason is telling the pure and honest truth as he sees it. Without all the pretentiousness that many so-called rock stars take on, Mason is telling it like it is. Just relying on his voice and his acoustic guitar, he’s quickly etching out a niche of honest emotion and wit, and it’s music that can appeal to people of all tastes.