For most of the album we get relatively quick numbers under three minutes. Towards the end though the band stretches out a bit and actually hits one over the 5 mark!! Of the longer pieces, "Canon McCoy" seems a smooth glider. Feeling traditional, wearing a rockabilly mask then, by god there it is, the English organ! Jut a quick showing though, because the horns, which have it all along, click in tandem with a strong bass. All accumulating in a Syd type dirge showing the lads have done their homework at some time or another. Longest song though is "Feed The Ducks", and it's another of the better on the overall program. Almost a slow dancer, but the blaring whole notes on the horns and, damn if there it's not again, the english funhouse organ, put something in that gels nicely on a harmonizing chorus. Throughout No Teeth will surprise you, if you're listening closely. Last couple they really just show exhibits they've put on display sometime prior. Closing they remind you, it's never over, and you will be got over on.

It's the big statements here that matter. Music is definitely the key though a few listens through you'll still be finding passages moving underneath and complimenting the lyrics in ways you'd not considered before. Guitars churn and burn, timing it all togehter masterfully rhythmically, structurally, like a stanch dog. A top release.

Another poetic word exercise comes at 'cha on 25th hour. Militant as was before yet more about sneaking around smoking weed & throwin' spinning drop kicks till gas lines get unhitched and the house mysteriously goes up in flames. It is only then you hear the bullet being chambered and ya know, your time is up!

Perfect numbers for dancing, slamming that is. The band switches things around making it a blast. In the distance you can hear the crowds scream for more, so close, yet so far.

The single mix of Breathe is another gem included. Touching down again in the middle east as a base we get a mix of many faces, some you may hear as familiar. Placed in a smoothed out arrangement harkening back on opening calls as the song fades away. Later we get the stand out In The Garden; while not as strong as the earlier numbers it's hereditary vibes keep putting on a fresh layer. The more driving Salome peeks at a progressive energy that may be elsewhere but is used front and center here. A clean, crisp production makes hearing the many different instruments and parts easy and a joy.

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This is what they're calling progressive deathcore. Like most core it has metal flavorings, which at times here grate though as compositions they both are respectable. Seems to be a bit heavy on the compression and normalization, which kinda deadens things. Most of the time that combination does, but it also if not jammed to the max volume wise, can smooth things out. Seems to be both cases here, it smooths out the mix but ear fatigue could be its downfall.

Track four they hit a groove with Our Fire sliding beats tangle the willows swaying & the guitars a playin'. The main riff seeming vaguely familiar. There is talk about fruit eatin', not hidin' the fact folks are goin' down. Then the shrooms come out and we dose out on Secondary Planet. Being out of control and not knowing what to do, the well known mind medicine feels fine! Another of the albums's top numbers. After that we hear the church organs leading into fields of celestial meltdown as we enjoy our high with blending colors on Serotiny.

Toe tapping kick beat drives along as we get closer feeding us into demands to Hear Me Now. Afterwards this is where the album slows back down considerably as the final three burn down to the end. But that shit eatin' grin beguiles that the trip is over. Oh no! It has only just begun!