The easiest way for me to describe this record is to tell you to imagine if Future was from the desert and rolled around with canadian electro funk drums and mountie piano stabs with raps about hatred for cops and anti authoritative howls like a dusted out coyote in the electro moonlight.
The record starts with Labyrinth, heavy dose of chambertune vocals stressing the need to leave your bleeding heart and get the fuck away. This all leads into Southwest Testament which some kind of delayed the fuck out chant about morning court, issuing black eyes, all to this kind of swayed out rhythm of clenched fist and fake smiles. This all lays a foundation for a half hour of broken dusty chops of vhs cocaine dance beats and violence. Even Aquanet spandex summertime jams like Point Of No Return are filled with face stabs, echoes of fuck yous and a craving to attack something, anything, while freestyle bells jingle away your pain. Juxtaposition is really Toothtaker’s heaviest theme on this record, heavy dose of rapsinging melodies filled with altercations and pain raps.
Sixtoo handles the production on this mini album. If you don’t know of his latest Prison Garde project then it may seem weird because you are a fucking nerd, but if you do know that homeboy has been making funky house lately then it’s not that big a jump in direction. It’s a lot of slowed post disco/ 80’s funk and soul that’s been chopped up and stretch to grind out fancy time rap songs over the echos of ghost of Sol Glow’s past.
This whole electro funk mood of old school players and eighteen inch gold chains but the type that leave their nails long so you get your nose sliced in a fist fight but with a more youthful angst and distrust of the world. Western Tink, Antwon, ShowYouSuck, Murs all show up to make threats, floss their 1982 Dayton, Ohio jerri curls, reminisce over waterbed pussy, roll over stretch limo bass and metallic claps. At only 8 tracks, features are on half the tracks but it doesn’t sound overwhelmed because most are limited to a verse so it doesn’t lose site of being a Toothtaker record or ever sounding like a normal rap record, mad wavy son! If bald heads and loc’s poplocking to freestyle records in the sunshine seems weird to you then you might not understand this but if wearing sweaters in the summer, staring at goth cholas and candypainted ghost patterns are your thing then you should check this record.
Anticon released it on July 27th 2012.