Labels: Vibrating Needle Recording Collective
Review by: Alex Deller
Woah! Some pretty fuckin’ rowdy rock n’ roll here from the Minnie-Thins, whoever the hell they might be. Proceedings are kicked off in fine form with Liquor Store, a simple, cowbell-led four-chord blueser that stomps and snarls in precisely the right places and sets us up well for the dishevelled shenanigans to come. Much of the record skulks around the periphery of whatever dimly-lit, boozy den you might find yourself in if you merged De Stijl-era White Stripes with something like the Catholic Boys, mingling punky blasts with drunken slide guitars and rudimentary puffs at the harmonica for something that couldn’t really fail to be a blast if it tried. Despite the raw energy and unhinged Zed-from-Police-Academy vocals, someone in this band seems to have a shaky hand on what might once have been pop hooks, only they’ve been rudely wrassled to the floor and kicked hard in the crotch, battered senseless so’s to fit in with everything else in this charming if somewhat unruly mess. Needless to say, with tunes as good as Methadone and a whole bunch besides the sloppiness isn’t just forgiven, it’s positively revelled in.