Bell X1
Music in Mouth

Aintcha sick of letdowns? Why do these people bother?

When a band enters a studio they can do, create, reinvent and inspire anything. Four (or more) human beings can connect with the outside world through the hi-tech, high rise price, drug-addled process of ‘recording’. They can do anything. Any-thing. And everything.

Bell X1 should have it easy. Some big record deal with Universal (or whatever covert name they’re going under this week), the world _IS_ their oyster. They’re Irish, so it gives them a “marketing hook”. But what is this shit?

11 tracks from a bunch a’ guys who probably have a ruddy great record collection, who probably worship Neil Young and more than likely have struggled for years and years to get some recognition. Well, quite frankly, ‘Music in Mouth’_ sounds like their grandma’s corpse was rotting in the corner of the recording studio putting them well and truly off doing anything remotely special. You can't hump with a rotting relative around.

Do I need to go on? Oh, ok then… This is the sound of a bunch of wimpy guys going through the motions of being in a band, missing the point of why they started, glossing over all the magical moments they want us to live and relive with them. They’ve watered down their communication so it reaches the maximum number of people, yet says the bare minimum, if anything at all. Don't you hate people who point aimlessly at nothing in particular? I do.