With almost every band in Chicago mining the '60s, '70s, and '80s for material, it's actually kind of refreshing to hear one that unabashedly noodles around in the '90s post-rock vein. Echoing the insistent, mathy jangle of Polvo, the driving riffage of Drive Like Jehu, and the sparse, brow-furrowing atmospherics of Unwound, Mt. St. Helens — whose inception a decade ago might have something to do with their less-than-contemporary sound — rock like its 1996. Dubbed "kickass post-hardcore rock" in a hilariously titled Chicago Reader article, the long-running quintet is an excellent reminder that the recent past can be the most excellent, hardest-rocking inspiration of all.