"White Mice succeed where so many other performance based, noise oriented artists fail: the actually have great SONGS to back up their performances (and great performances they are, blood spattered mice costumes and all). Also, while some artists working in similar genres marinate themselves in pretensions, White Mice exude a disarmingly retarded sense of humor (their penchant for mice-ifying everything - song titles such as "mousSTASsh Ride," for example). For these reasons, I was looking forward to hearing White Mice's latest release, Excreamantraintraveinanus. First things first: this album sounds great. Somehow the crew at Machines with Magnets (Pawtucket, Rhode Island) captured White Mice's scuzzy, fuzzy sound without sacrificing any of the power or clarity that comes from the punishing volumes at which they play. Equally impressive, however, are the songs showcased here. "Gouda and Evil," which wraps strands of harsh noise around a hypnotic bass line and sledgehammer style drum beats, stands as one of the strongest moments on the album. The distorted, and at times vomitous, vocals are simply terrifying. Who knew a song about cheese could be so brutal? Many critics hear a heavy Melvins-influence in the songs of White Mice, a point which could be supported by the White Mice's love of heavy, sludgy sounds; however, what separates White Mice from this obvious influence is their almost painterly use of noise - they actually rock an oscillator to create whirling harsh soundscapes - and wickedly good basslines. Sure, plentiful grooves can be found in Melvins songs, but check out the busted, off kilter swagger of White Mice's "Fondleeza Mice." Your head will be nodding in no time. Some allege that many of White Mice's songs sound the same, but they miss the point: at their best, White Mice spin cohesive nightmares like no one else. Here's to another expertly crafted jaunt by these costume-clad masters of Malaise." (-Michael Grigelevich) Skyscraper Magazine No. 28, Summer 2008