The house that Mouse builtModest Mouse’s crossover superstardom is something of a
misnomer. For all the much-deserved acclaim and assays at catchy songwriting
seen since 2004’s breakout LP Good News For People Who Love Bad News, there’s been nary a deviation from their brand of
idiosyncratic introspection. So it goes with No One’s First, And
You’re Next, an eight-song EP
of already-released material poached from their last two albums’ recording
sessions. Like previous B-side collections Building Nothing Out of
Something and Everywhere and His
Nasty Parlour Tricks the material provides
an illuminating—if hodgepodge—account of the band’s sonic trajectory.
There’s also a representative sample of the band’s forays into sonic weirdness, like the rockabilly sea-shanty hybrid “King Rat”. The methodical “Perpetual Motion Machine” plays like a dystopic big-band cacophony of groaning brass and clacking cowbells as Brock moans that “everyone wants to be a perpetual motion machine / we all try harder as the days run out”. The EP’s 33-minute runtime spans years of musical growth; it’s a schizophrenic skein of musical threads in which each track stands on its own merits. More importantly, it’s proof positive that the nail-biting about “going mainstream” is unfounded. Modest Mouse is the same surreal upstart it's always been: ever ready to defy conventions—especially its own.
Listen to Modest Mouse's "Satellite Skin" from No One's First, And You're Next:


Modest Mouse will always be brilliant to me because it takes several times to listen to the albums before you really start to get it.
God bless the mouse.
It's good stuff.
My review.