At night the dungeons beneath the old part of town resonate with tortured voices and weird metallic clatter. A pounding, syncopated rhythm accompanies the pained stanzas and just before the break of dawn, a huge throb passes through the trash-strewn streets making all the windows in the deserted factory buildings rattle. Scientists call it post-oscillations of a pre-historic incubator, street bums brag about whales humping, and deaf people compare it to sharp teeth gnawing at their spine. So far, all attempts at recording this phenomenon have failed – except for one.
released September 1, 2010
All music written and recorded by Tongue and Teeth
Design by Anna and Skrot Up