An album that has little worries
Apparently Denmark is the happiest place in the world and the second most peaceful. I’m thinking these qualities are unable to spread across the shores within the sounds created by Mimas on their debut release ‘The Worries’, as peace is not something that this record tends to give off that easily and it certainly didn’t give me any happy sensations while listening.
This Danish band creates a harder hitting and agitated sound. ‘Treehouse’ is the albums introduction and in post-rock fashion the introductory rhythms are quite something, even at a minute and a half long. The powerful brass underlying the guitar melodies adds a little sparkle to the tune. Musically this song really glows with passion and imagination. Vocally there is work to be done, as the lyrics are inaudible and not very easy to understand.
As the album continues a similar pattern occurs, with a much more investigative nature. The songs begin to develop and explore other instrumental sounds. ‘Dads’ is a rhythm running song that explores many instruments, the most dominant seems to be the trumpet as it has its own solo segment, as if saluting or a national anthem. The concluding track ‘Beneath The Glad Sunbeam’ mixes anthem trumpets and static guitars. ‘Cats On Fire’ runs wild with jazzy guitars and crashing drums.
One of the strangest thing this album has to offer is ‘Fangs’, a track less than a minute and a half long, with no musical aspiration, more a self recorded hazy and muffled distant intermission at a gig. Likewise, ‘Why In The World Not?’ is very confusing. The first two minutes is hard hitting, followed by a minute long blank intermission, concluding with lots of “lala lala’s”. I’m not sure of what the purpose was behind either of these songs. They puzzle me and make me question why they would be included on a release of otherwise adequately exploratory numbers.
‘The Worries’ is the debut album from Mimas and explores a range of ways instrumental ingenuity can create admirable rhythms and melodies, while at times becoming a little too exploratory for my liking.