Album Review: Démo 4 1991 Démo 2 1991 No Future by Mental Absurdité
Alright, let’s talk about this wild ride of an album—Démo 4 1991 Démo 2 1991 No Future by Mental Absurdité. It’s raw, unfiltered Canadian rock straight outta 1991, self-released with zero label interference (props to Pierre Connolly for wearing all the hats here). This isn’t some polished stadium anthem; it’s gritty, DIY, and feels like it was recorded in someone’s garage after a late-night pizza binge. And honestly? That’s what makes it kinda cool.
First off, the tracklist is all over the place but in a good way. You’ve got songs like “McDonald” and “Solidarité,” which are total headbangers, but if I had to pick two that stuck with me, it’d be “Kill Saddam Hussein” and “Old Orchard Beach.”
So, “Kill Saddam Hussein”—yeah, I know, heavy title, right? But don’t get too caught up on the name because the song itself is just pure chaotic energy. The guitar riffs hit hard, like they’re punching you in the face, and there’s this weirdly hypnotic rhythm underneath that keeps you hooked. It’s not trying to be clever or political—it’s just loud, angry, and honest. Like, you can practically hear Pierre screaming into his mic while sweat drips onto his strings. It’s messy, sure, but that’s why it works.
Then there’s “Old Orchard Beach,” which flips the vibe completely. It’s slower, almost melancholic, but still packed with attitude. There’s something nostalgic about it, like it’s telling a story of summer nights and small-town vibes. Maybe it’s the way the chords linger or how the lyrics paint pictures of places you’ve never been but somehow feel familiar. Either way, it’s one of those tracks that sneaks up on you when you least expect it.
Oh, and quick shoutout to “Bars De Têteux” and “Crash ’91’ (Instrumental)”—those are bangers too, though more for background chaos than deep listening. Honestly, the whole album has this scrappy charm that reminds me of flipping through old cassette tapes at a thrift store. It’s not perfect, but it doesn’t need to be.
Here’s the thing: albums like this don’t come around much anymore. Everything these days is so calculated, so engineered to go viral. But No Future? Nah, this feels real. Like, maybe Pierre didn’t even care if anyone listened beyond his buddies. And that’s kinda refreshing.
Anyway, fun fact: apparently cockroaches inspired one of the tracks (B.S. Mutant Ninja Coquerelles—seriously, what?!). Makes me wonder if Pierre had a bug problem or just really hated insects. Who knows? Point is, this album’s got character—and yeah, it’s rough around the edges, but sometimes that’s exactly what music needs to be.
Final thought: If you ever find yourself craving something raw and untamed, give this a spin. Just don’t blame me if your neighbors start complaining.
