It’s nice to see that punk rock is alive and well in Minneapolis, still ruining the eardrums of demanding delinquents and aggravating adults like in a Michael Jackson video. Give thanks to the boys of Birthday Suits. On their new album, “The Minnesota: Mouth To Mouth,” they break the knob off at 11 and never look back.
Like the Ramones’ early stuff, Birthday Suits make their tunes quick, frenetic and coarse, all while maintaining their pop sensibilities. Unlike the Ramones, they add dashes of heavy metal and pinches of noise-rock for a flavor that can’t be pinned down. The end product is a raucous sound that defies any strict categorization as it jumps back and forth between styles.
Birthday Suits’ musical A.D.D. layers the album with surprising depth, despite its brevity. The opening track, “This is a Song,” spends a minute and a half assaulting the ears with apocalyptic percussion and jagged guitar riffs, but then cuts into a harmonica/”bah-bah” breakdown. “Miracle Brothers 2,” contrasts the album’s ferocious punk gems, like “Table Talk,” with a brief jaunt sounding like the beginning of “Sympathy for the Devil.” As fragmented and reaching as the record can be — “Our Turn, Our Time, Our Town, Peace” being the most notably transient song — it never feels strained or inauthentic.
“The Minnesota: Mouth to Mouth” is 21 minutes of damn-near-perfect cacophony. It took Birthday Suits five years to follow up with this brief beauty, and we can only pray it’s not another five ’til the next one.
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