This second album from the Taos-bred,
Albuquerque-based trio is a winner in every respect.
"Where
The Wild Things Grow" highlights the Muttz'
wide-ranging musical styles, which contain heavy doses of
reggae-influenced rock a la The Police, and a good smattering of
psychedelic rock that conjures up visions of Cream.
There is a
high level of musical craftsmanship here. Chris Dracup delivers
crisp, clean, and often lightning-fast guitar work. An outstanding
rhythmic backbone is provided by Gail Boles on bass and Hunter
Berner on drums. To top it off, these guys can carry a tune,
surrounding it in layered melodies and harmonies that give the music a
larger and richer sound than would be expected from this three-piece
instrumentation.
The lyrics
to the 11 songs on the album are intelligent and represent only a
portion of the band's list of 60 original compositions. The songs tell a
story, relate a sentiment, or deliver a message.
For example,
"Wrong Train", the lead cut, is an angst-filled
adventure for someone who realizes too late that he missed a sign and
now "rides on the wrong train in the middle of the night."
This, of course, is an apt metaphor for the way many people live their
lives.
The title
cut, "Where The Wild Things Grow"' is laced with
psychedelic guitar and jungle sounds that carry the listener through
"the shadowland where the wild things grow, it's a savage land deep
beneath my soul."
"Western
Man" is a humorous look at the macho cowboy type; "What
Is Love Here For?" takes a stand against war and hypocrisy;
"Walkin' a Straight Line" concerns the aimless
wanderings of someone in search of affection; and "Lonely One"
is a pep talk for some unfortunate soul who has insulated himself in a
cold and friendless private world.
Like its
first album, this effort was released on the JCP Records label,
and it was engineered by engineer/producer John Cline in his Audio
Imaging studio in Albuquerque. The quality of the recording is
excellent and the packaging is handsome.
RICK NATHANSON /
Albuquerque Journal
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