A more appropriate record for holiday release, I can’t possibly imagine. Weak Teeth‘s sophomore full-length, So You’ve Ruined Your Life (out not from Tor Johnson Records) continues the anger and frustration the group started with on their debut single, and refines and focuses it even further than they did on What A Plague You Are.
The stark imagery of the cover gives a clue as to what you’ll find on the 12 inches of vinyl within the jacket. Weak Teeth rage against world destroyed by political infighting, but what really seems to come through is the yearning for something with meaning. “I’m Better Than OKay” sums it up best, with “a constant burden that you can’t know or understand” being the throughline of So You’ve Ruined Your Life.
What A Plague You Are
(Tor Johnson Records)
Yesterday, we had a book about the new hardcore scene in Europe, and today we have a more modern hardcore band from here in the States. It’s a brutal week at Rock Star Journalist, evidently. Weak Teeth is a band we’ve featured here at the site before, and such is the same with their new home, Tor Johnson Records. Now, while I’d never call Weak Teeth melodic, they have a sense of tunefulness about them, and it’s about the only way I can describe this Providence quartet.
(the Cottage Records)
Records that appear in the Nuthouse mailbox completely unsolicited and unknown are my favorite kind to review. I tend to try and guess what the album’s going to sound like before I throw it on the turntable. Occasionally, I’m helped out by the artist’s note. In this case, Weak Teeth describe themselves as “passionate punk / screamo / d-beat.”
I’d have to agree, especially on the “passionate” part. Their singer’s delivery reminds me of Stretch Arm Strong’s Chris McLane, in that he half sings, half shouts his vocals, but without the usual guttural-to-croon sound that you usually encounter in screamo. With these vocals, it’s more like the singing’s a more melodic shout, and vice-versa. The instrumentation is rough, but not sloppy, by any means. The recording lets the band’s natural fuzz come through, and this is the sort of record that leads me to believe it’s a pretty accurate representation of what you’d hear if you saw Weak Teeth live.