Tooth demonstrates Raime as multi-dimensional musicians, even if you have to travel through a black hole to get to those dimensions.
Tooth is best devoured as a whole and without distractions; its singular sound and delivery is one that Raime has tirelessly honed into a steadfast concoction of brooding dystopia.
Tooth may not be any less difficult to take in as a whole, but this time around, they've at least offered a slightly easier entry point into the sometimes bleak but fascinating realm they occupy.
It may not be as varied and as inventive as its more radical forerunner, but it nonetheless offers a very penetrating illustration of the post-social, estranged urban environment we often inhabit, doing what it does very well despite doing it a tad too much.
| 1 | Coax 4:10 | |
| 2 | Dead Heat 4:35 | |
| 3 | Hold Your Line 4:28 | |
| 4 | Front Running 4:24 | |
| 5 | Dialling In, Falling Out 4:57 | |
| 6 | Glassed 5:15 | |
| 7 | Cold Cain 4:58 | |
| 8 | Stammer 4:47 |