According to Gerry Green himself, “Mean Miracle” is “all about that stinky summer light you can’t seem to shake that’s making you hot and sticky when you’re trying to sleep away that painful, pointless hangover from the night before.” However, the song certainly seems to rejoice more than it glowers. L.A. via Georgia pop-rocker Green Gerry (whose real name is just the reverse order of his pseudonym) has just released his first single on Hit City U.S.A. after a slew of great tracks on Mom+Pop imprint Mermaid Avenue. Built on groovy bass lines and a piercing drum, “Mean Miracle” is the most locomotive an anti-summer gripe has ever sounded.
Gerry’s voice is the perfect compromise of distorted and piercing, and glides in smoothly between complementary elements of funk and garage rock. Two minutes in, the apex of the track arrives — namely, an instrumental freakout reminiscent of the art-rock chaos found in St. Vincent or tUnE-yArDs’ brass-heavy songs. As colorful as it is biting, “Mean Miracle” is not to be missed, particularly if you’re experiencing an “intense and immediate hatred for the sun that’s centered in our solar system, the one in which you carelessly binge.” Supposedly, it’s this rage that Green finds festering at the core of this track.
