The crazed cover art that fuses old school indie comic-book art with badass tattoo would have grabbed me, that's if I'd never rubbed shoulders with the sounds of Mommy Sez No previously, of course.

Thankfully, I have. The band's previous album, 2009's great 'Hotwaterburnbaby', has been a trashy favourite on the death deck at UR Towers ever since we laid our grubby mitts on it so its highly-anticipated follow-up, the stunningly titled 'Eeeeeeeeep!!!', influenced a mass cull of promo material waiting to be spun as it took centre stage in our diseased rock 'n' roll minds.

The first thing that crawls out of the high fidelity horror and into the auditory canal is born, not of the splatter garage punk that perhaps once defined the band, but the loose, sloppy rock 'n' roll that the guys always cited as their major influences: Johnny Thunders, Dead Boys and Jeff Dahl, to begin with. Sure, the schlock rock of 'Klownboy' - an insane, spree killer of a tune that you may have heard previously - stabs away at the listener in a frenzied attack on the senses, but the majority of 'Eeeeeeeeep!!!' is littered with gutter punk 'n' roll sensibilities that, while perhaps not subscribing to the clichéd moves and looks of the debauched sub-genre, actually threaten to stand shoulder to shoulder with their contemporaries while doing whatever the fuck they want.

A wail of feedback announces album opener 'Panic' which proceeds to smear itself over a mere 174 seconds of glorious noisy punk rock, complete with feral gang vocals - as cool a start as I could have hoped. 'Scream' (featured in the movie 'Mediatrix') is lo-fi, low rent trashy rock majesty that is quickly followed by 'Kill (The Voices)' which is more like the lunatic songs that broke out of the band's last record. 'Loose Change' struts in on a great Stonesy riff and suddenly you realise that band mainman Jeff Arndt and the guys have decided to just play the cool shit that they love to listen to....and it works a treat: the album's highlight. 'So Happy' hangs over a riff that is probably a million classic punk rock songs played backwards or sidewards, but it works, well. As does 'Deader Things', a looser, Thunders-esque version of the band's 'Dead Things' song.

'Mental Problem' and 'Outta My Mind Again' sneer their way out of the speakers in fast, furious and fucked-up fashion, the latter putting its arms around the memory of some classic three chord punk rock. 'Pocketfulls' is a manic panic attack committed to the annals of aural history while 'Made Me Cry' is a more sombre affair, until the opening lyric - "I wanna get you naked and full of sweat" - questions its seriousness. The song descends on a downward spiral into murder ballad territory and, well, kills. 'My Dog' opens with the ghost of Hanoi Rocks peering in through the studio window, though I never heard Michael Monroe sing anything like the line, "My dog told me to skin you alive."  The song quickly devolves into a beautiful, noisy mess before giving way to the album's title - and closing - track, an insane send-off that features just junk rock guitar and the now-iconic "Eeeeeeeeep!!!" mouthed by unfathomable creatures previously unknown to this world.

You remember how the president of Remington shavers was so impressed when his wife bought him one that he bought the company? Well, I am so impressed with the new record from these Minnesota horrorcrazypunknrollers that I have secured the services of Mommy Sez No frontman Jeff Arndt to write a blog for Uber Rock - it starts later this month.

Eeeeeeeeep!!!

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