Bring on the next act, Milk Teeth are ready.
The modern condition is always calling on us to ‘level up’. No matter where we are, there’s always another grade above, another gear to aspire to. To fail to achieve it is plain unacceptable. Aspiration is everything.
And yet really, how often do we actually make those jumps in such regimented fashion? Does anyone wake up one morning ‘better’? Isn’t it an evolution of knowledge and experience, applied through a series of wrong turns and messy vignettes? Aren’t those levels only visible from the outside, to those ignorant enough to see us swimming on the shimmering waters like a graceful swan, ignorant to the splashing around beneath the surface?
Well, maybe, but regardless - with ‘Owning Your Okayness’ Milk Teeth feel to have progressed well beyond Green Hill Zone, and if there’s any submerged flapping going on it’s their secret to take to their watery grave. Confident, strident, packed with attitude; the first taster of a new EP and a debut release for new label Roadrunner, it’s a shock therapy reminder where the true future of British rock music resides.
While debut album ‘Vile Child’ comfortably encapsulated the brilliance of Milk Teeth’s early days, there’s a swagger to ‘Owning Your Okayness’ that feels shiny and new. Yet, at the same time, it’s entrenched in a sense of its own history. There’s no flashy gimmick, no grab for the illusion of greener grass. It’s an engine powered by pure, unadulterated sass. Really, levels mean nothing. Bring on the next act, Milk Teeth are ready. Stephen Ackroyd