Mouthus – The Long Salt

Mouthus
The Long Salt

Hot damn! Mouthus returns with a much better record than last year’s Slow Globes. This one’s called The Long Salt, and not only is it devoid of Fleetwood Mac covers, but it is a significantly stronger release overall than its predecessor. Mouthus comes off sounding like a mess of broken cassette tapes warped from the sun of one too many hot summers left lying in the back seat of an automobile sitting in a junkyard. Somebody must have found that shit and put it back together for your listening enjoyment. Those fools are Nate Nelson and Brian Sullivan.

This is the fourth “official” Mouthus album following the aforementioned Slow Globes, Loam, and one self-titled full-length. These dudes also collaborated on last year’s excellent White Rock record Tarpit that saw them teaming up with one of my personal favorite noise groups, Double Leopards, for a long, drawn-out exercise in scrape and drone.

The Long Salt isn’t what I’d call “punishing” in the general sense of how some noise records try to pull out all the stops and go for the most horrifying sounds they can muster. Instead, what we have here sounds like some lost analog tape clatter being chewed up in the jaws of a Tyrannosaurus Rex (no reference to the Marc Bolan fronted glam band of yore}. It almost sounds like this used to be an all-out aural assault but was recorded and then someone damaged the master tapes (maybe dropped them in a bathtub would be an accurate description) and then played the tape back at half speed. Sure, there’s percussion, but it doesn’t seem to make a whole lot of sense. It certainly isn’t rhythmic, and moreover it adds to the general chaos of the album. There’s plenty of hiss and decay here too, and over it all some vocals that come off like the yawn of lumbering beasts echoing in a tunnel.

It goes without saying that records like this will not appeal to everyone. The murky recording actually complements these compositions but it’s sure to turn more than a few people off. Regardless, The Long Salt is a phenomenal record deserving of more attention than it will get. For those that enjoy harsh noise of the Harry Pussy school of rock, Mouthus does not disappoint.