Crack

Electro-thrash darlings TEETH! launched their debut album with some help from their stage invading friends and support from Gross Magic. With a line-up like that, where should Crack start?

The Lexington is always a good place to start: start your night, start your weekend, start your new obsession with an awesome band. Aside from its killer soundsystem and insane range of whiskeys, a gig there is a good bet and Crack’s horse finished in the money.

Recent Fat Possum signing, Gross Magic is the brainchild of the alarmingly youthful Sam McGarrigle from Brighton, who wrote and recorded this year’s Teen Jamz EP. Enlisting live support from his pals to form a rambunctious four piece, it would be easy to pigeon-hole Gross Magic as just another 90s revival band. With his back to front cap as uniform, History of Apple Pie t-shirt and general slacker demeanor, McGarrigle would happily deceive you in to thinking he’s fallen out of bed, accidentally knocked a few chords together and rolled on stage. Do not be fooled. Not for a second.

With a voice as unexpected as the immaculate conception, high-pitched and sickly sweet against the soaring shoegaze riffs of Sweetest Touch, glam rock drum thumps of P.Y.T. and grungetastic basslines of We’re Awake Tonight, (not too dissimilar to the early frolics of The Flaming Lips) it's glaringly obvious that this is far more than brat candy. Delivered with confidence and mirth, comedy moments and Darth Vader vocal effects, the potential of these youngsters is astounding.

Dalston’s darlings TEETH! have finally released their debut album Whatever. After three years of touring and causing havoc, the folks at Moshi Moshi Records found it within themselves to give the electro punks a break. Well worth the risk. TEETH! did not fail to bring the noise at this album launch, with a who's who of industry hob-knobbers and fellow band-types present and observing. All eyes on them, just how TEETH! like it. Frontwoman Veronica So is a one woman riot, Ximon Tayki bounces around bashing his MacBook Pro and summoning sounds (impressively, he never drops it) and Simon Whybray punishes his drums. Together they hit the audience with a rave-inducing rhapsody.

Tracks like Dead Boys and Care Bear are impossible to stand still to, so much so that a stage invasion breaks. Fans, friends and most of Gross Magic pile onto the stage in a twenty-strong mob and go for their lives, some helping Veronica sing, some delivering Ximon a bottle of whisky.

Theirs is a cacophony of sound that will leave your ears ringing and reminiscing. Think Yeah Yeah Yeahs at the disco. The dirty disco. Like that band, TEETH! can muster some emotional moments from behind their gnarly nihilistic exterior. This Time is delivered with raw feeling, Flowers makes you believe you really mean something to them and, saving the best for the last track of the set, See Spaces leaves you floating in a psychedelic dream, wondering if the gig even happened at all. It most certainly did. Tinnitus tells us so.



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Words: Lucie Grace Trotman

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