Holly Golightly describing depressive disorders in Breakfast at Tiffany’s: “The blues are because you’re getting fat and maybe it’s been raining too long, you’re just sad, that’s all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly, you’re afraid and you don’t know what you’re afraid of.” Oh yeah, that incomprehensible anxiety that frays your nervous system till it looks like an angora sweater. At first you try to befriend this beast, humor it, so it might leave you alone. Then you try to fight it, puff up your meek chest, and frantically punch and kick when it gets too close. A combination of both tactics works best. Join the beast and try to keep up.
Tucson, Arizona’s Mean Reds chronicle this marriage on Together at Last, and This Is Our Wedding. No matter what’s wrecking their psyches, the boys attack by stuffing the buggers into a cannon, lighting the fuse, and partying hard. “Extreme Cave Moms,” “Teenagers Only Zone,” and “Penis Flower” are equal parts fear and fight, but as diffuse as the songs are—from skittish electro and hyperactive pan flutes to cyber-funk bass solos and Germs-infected pansy-punk—they’re feverishly focused around thrash attacks, a blur of bodies, and Anthony Anzalone’s acrid screams. Unfortunately, their marriage didn’t last. The Mean Reds disbanded on Halloween.