Mutating time signatures, elaborate guitar phrasing, and fast-walking basslines may traditionally signify 1970s prog-rock obesity, but the Chicago quartet Trenchmouth takes these elements to a field far more left of center. Fueled by punk anger, no-wave art damage, and a healthy dose of dub ska, Vs. the Light of the Sun captures the group's aggressive musical palette that consistently teeters on the edge of chaos while maintaining a ridged form. Lyrically, the songs teem with occupational imagery that mirrors the goose-stepping rhythms and espionage riffs. Vocalist Damon Locks schizophrenically switches from oppressor to resistance by speak-singing in the disturbed cadence of a mad dictator or shell-shocked survivor. Calling out the warning "they got lights for eyes and submachine guns/they're rolling over houses like they were made of marzipan," Locks confirms that Trenchmouth Vs. the Light of the Sun is an armed conflict.
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AllMusic Review by Joshua Glazer