You know that feeling you get when the waiting reaches breaking point, when the stomach butterflies dance their sick fandango, drunk on adrenaline and anxiety. When the periodic swinging open of the doors creates an intermittent pulse of muffled expectation.
Standing motionless and hopeful in the crowd, among the elucidated brethren gathered together under a single banner, equal seekers after the same truth babbling nervously with sharpened breaths as they wait for the void to be filled....
Then the lights come up...
the siren song of the guitars scream through your ears, the ever insistent heartbeat bassline thrumms up from your feet into your head and the kick drum makes you sick as it pounds its irresistible tattoo into your guts and finally you feel like yes, this is what you've been waiting for...
Thats the kind of thing we're going for anyway.
Combining funk-driven beats and bass-heavy grooves with sweeping effects laden guitar and anthemic choruses, the boys from the 'tooth are one of the most powerful three pieces you are ever likely to hear. Lyrically the bands songs cover everything from the heavy business of war and world politics down to friday night brawls, happy slapping and roadkill guilt, always with a nod, a wink and tongue firmly wedged in cheek. With an ever growing following and the four track e.p "gifthorsemouth" completed the band are soon to be taking their show on the road. Check out the various parts of the horses mouth by clicking the photos in the band members section...
