Album Review: Hungry Mother - The Big Sad
The Big Sad
11 songs, 35-minutes; that’s all it takes for a band to make a strong impression! And that’s exactly what Nashville’s Hungry Mother – a trio described as an all lady alternative punk band – has done with their debut album The Big Sad. Reminiscent of Riot Grrrl bands Bikini Kill and Sleater-Kinney, you’re dragged into the album with a snarky vocal from Chelsea Peebles and a driving rhythm from Emily Jared and Caila Singleton on “Grass Fed,” a song about meeting a farm boy who is anything but who he portrays himself to be as is shouted in the chorus: “He’s not fuckin’ grass fed.” You quickly realize that no subject is off limits as you press through the first part of the album; whether it’s an ode to the benefits of coffee on “Caffeinate The Masses,” or giving the big middle finger to the trendy environmental craze of paper straws on “Plastic Straws.” However, where the first 2/3 of the album lean on a loud, gritty, raw, and snotty approach, the last 1/3 gives us something different and showcases a completely unexpected side of the band that takes them from good to great! “Homecoming Queen,” “Frontman” and album closer “Run, are all slower paced and softer on the edges, while “Cards and Love Notes” gives us a unique spoken word as Peebles spits out the lyrics. Hungry Mother messes with odd time signatures throughout the album instead of following the traditional course with their songwriting, which adds a good “never know what’s going to happen next” feeling to the center of their madness. They unapologetically stretch way outside of the proverbial box that the music industry usually tries to keep a band within and have created a body of work that is something to get excited about.