Progressive, erratic and menacing, Miamone's organ runs are fascinating and constantly beg for head banging. The riffs sound like proto-heavy metal -- Led Zeppelin or Black Sabbath, for example -- filtered through some post-punk rage and served up thirty years later. But where his dissonant organ playing may lure you in, it's his bellowing vocals that will corner you.
Similar to David Johansen of the New York Dolls or Tom Waits at his most theatrical -- or drunkest -- Maimone's vocals are terrifying. Is he pissed off? Can he not control the level of his voice? Needless to say, his vocals are key to Mutts' music. A prodding bass and drums constitute the rhythm section, with guitars low in the mix, if present at all. But Maimone's vocals and organ will always be at the forefront, and rightfully so.