If Middle Class Rut had gears then their new album, Pick Up Your Head, would truly rip the gear box out in a psychotic rage. Where No Name No Color had a tempered and balanced sound, there is now disarray and a chunkier vibe. ‘Born Too Late’ begins with a thunderous stampede of drums, but locks into their socio-political lyricism once more.
It’s the obvious but brilliant next step for the band who told America to “lock up their shit” and that “the enemy” was outside the door. Fear abroad and at home bred their debut and made it a scorcher, now the focus appears to be on the lost generation. ‘Sing While You Slave’ owes its message to the underappreciated workers and soldiers, while ‘Aunt Betty’ strains the question, “Why don’t you believe in me?”