Pretty Mouth is not so pretty when it opens. It screams, it rants and it growls. It's supported by an array of guitar and/or bass riffs, noise and smashing drums, a bit like grindcore does but there's lot more going on. This album opens with something that reminds me of Nailbomb, continues with downtuned Godflesh riffs and explodes into a noise assault where even Melt Banana would be jealous of.
Pretty Mouth calls their music 'experimentel grindcore' and that might be the best way to describe this tape (or digtal download). However, in stead of going into hyperspeed, these Canadians mainly focus on a massive wall-of-sound and complete chaos. Within the chaos they manage to sneak in some doom riffs that might as well make your ears bleed.
I never used the 'ears bleed' sentence before because I think it's a bizarre description. If music makes your ears bleed, something's wrong and you should go see a doctor. In this case however, if you play this at full volume, your eardrums might explode, causing your brain to start leaking out. Your eyeballs pop and your teeth crumble. Your body goes into spastic mode, turning you into an epileptic zombie, nibbling on peoples toes.
You have been warned...