Teeth are an absolute malfunction of mind and soul. Put limply, they sound like Aids Wolf beating the absolute fucking shit out of You Love Her Coz She's Dead. Utterly annoying, utterly infectious, their 'jams' are like cross country runs into a nebulous ball of energy, noise and soiled childrens' toys. 'Confusion' sounds like something gone violently wrong at an open mic night.
There is still room for harmony amongst the 4-on-teh-floor pummeling, as demonstrated in the chimey 'This Time', and even space for some propa RIFFSS, as in the eerily submerged-sounding 'Who's Afraid of Detroit?'. For now, here's a live version of 'Yacht'.
-S
There is still room for harmony amongst the 4-on-teh-floor pummeling, as demonstrated in the chimey 'This Time', and even space for some propa RIFFSS, as in the eerily submerged-sounding 'Who's Afraid of Detroit?'. For now, here's a live version of 'Yacht'.
-S
TEETH - Yacht (live)
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