Tigers and Monkeys
Loose Mouth
Little Lamb Recordings

As far as my personal research can tell, Loose Mouth is the
debut of a small New York band named Tigers and Monkeys. It isn't particularly
ambitious or over-reaching; its aims are frank and modest. Tigers and
Monkeys just want to rock. And rock they do. It isn't exceptionally
difficult to think of X-amount of bands that sound remarkably like this,
but it doesn't much matter. It's fun and asks practically nothing of
you--like the aural equivalent of fast food. This kind of bare-bones
music is ideally suited to a more transient state, coursing through
the alleyways and narrow lanes, the back roads and numbered-routes of
your town, blasting at socially indecent volumes through the shit-speakers
of your Ford Topaz, windblown bits of ash caked around the tattered
thighs of your denim jeans.
"Piñata" is a
fairly paint-by-numbers kind of tune, but it works primarily because
of its simplicity. "Rave On" features some adorably quaint lyrics
which assert that "you say you got a new friend who's been toting
your bags/I got a new one who adores me/While you've been tap
dancing/I've been clicking my heels." "Kissing the Boys Goodbye"
summons the likes of Kim Deal, a small but hoarse voice barely kept
above a whisper. My favorite track may be the closing "From Where I
Stood," something of a ballad but less syrupy and saccharine than
one would suppose.
As a matter of
terse personal honesty, I don't much listen to music like this
(though I am apt to find favor with anything sung by a female
vocalist). Sure there are some noticeably tamer, less-enthusiastic
tracks but it doesn't really detract in any obvious way. It's a
very brief and undemanding listen, one could be entirely passive
about it, but when it's turned up just loud enough it drowns out the
likes of these minor concerns. If it were warmer where I live, I'd
probably play this more.
Brandon DiSabatino