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Frontman Lizard McGee had a dream that strictly told him to
name the next album Gibson Under Mountain. No seriously,
he saw it, the words “Name your album GIBSON UNDER
MOUNTAIN” on a movie screen. This is all probably the result
of some repressed memories at the old Studio 35 theatre.
What isn’t being repressed for this album is the vocals. Many
Earwig fans might not know what they're hearing at first. Sure,
it still shares those fun riffs and drum beats, but McGee is a
powerhouse of emotion.
The Earwig trio has been waiting for this opportunity to make
more of a radio-friendly album. Previous album Center to the
Earth was the chaotic blend of garage rock war cries. This
new disc is Earwig’s finest moment. A binding blend of 90s
rock with a mixture of the effects of alternative mainstream.
Most of the tracks are upbeat, but there are a few slower
tracks, and that's something new for the group. It isn't so much
of a change that will alienate fans. Some people got a taste of
Earwig's new sound at its Casa Cantina CD-release show in
Athens earlier this month.
The album opens with the track “Trees” and it doesn't hold
back any energy. Not a hippie anthem by far, but more of a
love melody. The heartthrob track “Next Christmas” shares the
same kind of raw emotion, but don’t write it off as cheap
holiday gem for crybabies. The song title is appropriate
because it gives an early winter feeling.
The album ends with "Rumplestiltskin," a high-energy track
that leaves listeners wanting more. A song that is perfect to
hover down on Route 33. However, there are other well-paced
tempo tracks as well.
“Shiny Morning” is a nostalgic song that has a 90s feel to it.
Upbeat Jawbone if you will. The lyrics “sing the songs that we
forgot” clues me in that I am not the only one feeling that.
Gibson Under Mountain may fall short on the whole "indie-kid"
scene. It’s a new decade and Earwig has a crawlspace for you
to dive into. They dabble around with riffs containing more
than just reverb. Let this one plant into your brain and stew