December 21, 2009
The Daily Choice: Meth Teeth - I Was Wrong

Meth teeth gross me out (sorry meth-heads). Big yellowed chompers rife with blackened holes dentists across the country struggle to comprehend. And you would think that a band named Meth Teeth would exude a similar sense of digusting.
Yet, this shit is kind of happy.
There’s a jangly, acoustic sunshine pop to this music. A sort of glinting bit of brightness that cuts through the dark, gauze-y noise. I sort of imagine it as the high spots of a nice meth high. All the shakes and jitters have fallen to the wayside, and your hearts racing and the world’s spinning and imploding at the same time around you. And then the drug wears off and you get a thirty second burst of noise at the end of a song. Your teeth hurt, your brain feels woozy.
Meth Teeth, a pretty apt description if you ask me.

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