- Music
- 23 May 02
Growling guitars buzz over scattershot drums and rumbling drums, sounding all the more strange complimented with a plaintive vocal delivery and a minimum of shouting
Keeping with the penchant for pseudonyms bordering on the presposterous, the Large Mound players have christened themselves Anthony, The Boy Mark, James and Six Cans for a Fiver. Raised On Rock is their blink-and-you’ll-miss-at-least-half-the-album debut, shoehorning 11 tracks into less than half an hour.
“It’s not like I don’t want to go to work but I’d rather be out rocking” (‘Rather B Rockin’) could be construed as the key to Large Mound’s wonderfully sloppy rock manifesto. Growling guitars buzz over scattershot drums and rumbling drums, sounding all the more strange complimented with a plaintive vocal delivery and a minimum of shouting. Except for ‘Piece Of Piss’ , hollering “I’ve never been as scared as this/Even going to work, the Leaving Cert, seems like a piece of piss” and the final sonic trash of ‘Everyone’s Got One’.
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This primal pop punk that hasn’t lost its sense of humour and sounds all the more special for it.