Mudhoney - Vanishing Point

So much for getting old…

The release of Mudhoney’s ninth studio album might
coincide with the 25th
anniversary of both the band
and Sub Pop, the label that
put out their first ever record
back in 1989, but its 10
sneering, snarling, snotty
songs could easily have been
written at the start of their
career. Boisterous, belligerent
and rebellious, Vanishing Point
is the sound – and a loud,
vicious, nasty swirl of sound at
that – of a band still kicking
against the pricks; raw and
unrefined, it has as much
energy and attitude as any of
their previous albums.

In fact, there’s an extra
dose of nihilistic cynicism to
be found in the likes of Sing
This Song Of Joy, I Don’t
Remember You and the raised
middle finger of closer
Douchebags On Parade. Mark
Arm’s vocals are full of power
and defiance, especially on
the tremulous, Melvins-esque
shimmer of In This Rubber
Tomb: a grim, psychedelic
foray into a dark and bleak
world of misanthropy.

In an industry that’s
saturated with homogenised
sounds and manufactured
emotions, Vanishing Point is
Mudhoney’s reminder to the
world that it’s still possible –
and important – to be real. It’s
not always pretty, but life isn’t.
You still have to live it, though.

4 stars 4 stars 4 stars 4 stars

Sub Pop | SP 1020 (CD / LP)

Reviewed by Mischa Pearlman
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