The
Mugshots are a bunch of grue-vy ghoulies from Italy. The Italians used
to make lots of really awesome splatter flicks back in the 80’s, so it
stands to reason that spaghetti-horrorpunk oughta be just as distinctively
weird and violent. That’s my theory, anyway. And what do you know, The
M-shots mostly deliver the grosseries, albeit from a much different angle
than you’d expect from a Halloween-y band like this. Not a whole lot of
Misfits murderbilly going on in these grooves, as the Mugshots take their
sinister cues mostly from the twitchy deathrock of the Damned, and drag it
through a twisty funhouse of frothy new wave and (ahem) spooky prog-rock
passages. Key tracks like “Pissed in Hell” and “Amateur
Pictures” cover the usual serial killer gags, but they bounce and
roll around like mental patients in a very scary rubber room, making for a
decidedly off-kilter listening experience. You know, like that part in the
spook-house where they suddenly turn out the lights and scream in your ear.
Far out, man. ________________________________________________________
The
Mugshots are a bunch of grue-vy ghoulies from Italy. The Italians used
to make lots of really awesome splatter flicks back in the 80’s, so it
stands to reason that spaghetti-horrorpunk oughta be just as distinctively
weird and violent. That’s my theory, anyway. And what do you know, The
M-shots mostly deliver the grosseries, albeit from a much different angle
than you’d expect from a Halloween-y band like this. Not a whole lot of
Misfits murderbilly going on in these grooves, as the Mugshots take their
sinister cues mostly from the twitchy deathrock of the Damned, and drag it
through a twisty funhouse of frothy new wave and (ahem) spooky prog-rock
passages. Key tracks like “Pissed in Hell” and “Amateur
Pictures” cover the usual serial killer gags, but they bounce and
roll around like mental patients in a very scary rubber room, making for a
decidedly off-kilter listening experience. You know, like that part in the
spook-house where they suddenly turn out the lights and scream in your ear.
Far out, man.