Hold It In
Break out your boots boys the sludge gets deep. Hold It In starts spewing from the beginning with “Bride of Crankenstein” and continues its pace throughout. For those that feared that the Melvin’s have lost their edge… ha!… let’s be honest folks, none of us really thought that they did, so why start now. The Melvin’s deliver a masterpiece of an album.
With Butthole Surfers’ Paul Leary and Jeff Pinkus in this incarnation of the Melvins, providing guitar and bass respectively, this may be one of their most pleasant and catchy albums to date. Some say that the influence of the Butthole Surfers duo can’t be heard in this album. I disagree. Hold It In is peppered with some of what makes both bands attractive. From the mud that is spit to the long climatically drawn out parts that slowly grind away until they either fizzle out or erupt, their influence is still present.
You know you’re an awesome band when you title songs “Bride of Crankenstein,” “Sesame Street Meat” and “Onions Make The Milk Taste Bad.”
One of my favorite tracks, “The Bunk Up,” offers a dose of sludge then starts in with a wonderful Moby Dick airy feeling of Buzz’s vocals that then melds into a morphed maritime accordion driven fun house sort of sound. The Melvins truly don’t just make music they transcend music and make it a musical experience. So don’t waste time; experience Hold It In. (Adam Vedomske)