you gotta big mouth

(DISCLAIMER: I know what you’re thinking. The guy on the left looks like a serial killer; Charles Manson pre-beard. And the guy on the right, well, he’s holding what appears to be a really big saw. And I think I just developed a girl crush on the chick…which is really disturbing because she is only sixteen years old. Don’t worry though, I can assure you that I’m not a lesbian pedophile.)

Before you judge this guy drummer, guy guitarist and girl singer band, stop: because I swear to you, they don’t resemble Paramore in the slightest. However, some of their songs could have definitely made it to the Clueless soundtrack…

Museum Mouth, a trio that grew up together in Southport, North Carolina, released their first full length album of fuzzy, lo fi garage punk. Tears in my Beer was released last March, and they picked the title because “it makes fun of their own tendencies to write about how life sucks.” (Apparently it’s really boring in Southport.) The band records their music in their own homes, which allows for a really raw, messy sound. Their songs distill the boredom, angst, passion and fun-lovingness of youth into fun, bouncy melodies with scream along lyrics.

Savannah Levin’s vocals are reminiscent of Courtney Love’s [Hole], except much faster and more monotone. There is a thick haze that overlays the zingy guitars and ebullient, double-bass-pedal percussion, which is probably why most people are keying them with the term “noise band.” It’s a bit surf, a bit post 90s punk, and a bit psychedelic, but it’s definitely something you’ll want on your summer playlist.