Mudhoney Articles
Rumore
November '98
Translated from Italian
Mudhoney
Tomorrow Hit Today
If Mudhoney ever gave a contribution of these years' rock, it started
and ended in the grooves of their first mini-lp. Grunge, whenever you
liked it or not, was that kind of stuff, nothing more, nothing less.
Completed their duty of inventors (even if the patent was registered
by someone smarter than them), our four nerds kept making ends meet
with the music they love most, which is by the way also the only one
they are able to play: hoarse and distorted garage-punk, with a pour
of psichedely and proto-hard rock to be safe. Also in this record
(produced by mister Jim Dickinson, a myth of american roots-music),
Mark Arm and friends don't do too much to go over the usual mixture
of '66 and '77, Sonics and Stooges, Blue Cheers and Sex Pistols.
Songs as Move with the wind and Oblivion shyly try
to enlarge the range, but the rest of the record runs on the tracks
that we know so well, and that we all secretly love. Results are
not bad, definitely better than the latest releases and on the same
levels of Every good boy deserves fudge, the best of Mudhoney's
"secondary" albums. To someone all this won't seem enough to like
them, but that's his problem: we're just simple guys that like
rock'n'roll, and a world without these adorable bunglers, we just
can't image it.
The Groovers
