The Whines – “Shootinhead” b/w “Straybird” 7” (Mt. St. Mtn.)
What was so great about the Whines’ earlier records – a completely transparent window into the souls of those who made the music, which sounded ragged, worn, and triumphantly broken down – has hardened into something a lot more traditional and a bit less exciting here. Neither “Shootinhead” nor “Straybird” seem to know what to do with their inherent, rainy-day mope, and no amount of indifference or well-built melody seems to be able to heal over whatever burned these folks in the year or so since their Hell to Play LP. I saw them play live last night, and maybe it was the dickhead smoking a fucking cigar in the room while they were playing, but the anima I was hoping for was pretty much sucked out of their songs, three people far away from home, chain-smoking and banded together against the world. There was a time when you could see further in, but maybe they realized that’s for special people in your lives only. Curious to see where this goes next but it sounds like a wall has been hit. 300 copies. (http://www.mtstmtn.com)
(Doug Mosurock)