Rubber teeth don’t talk? Daisy the Great beg to differ. The new album "Rubber Teeth Talk" shares cracked smiles and smirks, relaying gentle anxieties and existential daydreams in equal measure. This isn’t your older sister’s twee-pop duo anymore; this is a haunted puppet show run by emotionally literate puppetmasters. It draws on the sonic touchstones of the more introspective Phoebe Bridgers, mixed with a third-wave feminism zine that got left out in the rain. The single "Ballerina" steams Bikini Kill vibes between the guitar tone, but also it's like Kathleen Hanna herself drops in for the line "You're gonna choke!"
The new album feels like an act of friendship. The whole thing sticky with glue-stick sincerity, an cut-n-paste affirmations and a hand stitched seam. Ok, enough zine metaphors. "Mary's at the Carnival" is deep and pastoral, with a sense of independence and grace. The album has menace here too, of course - like all good puppet shows, there's always the chance the puppets are the ones in charge. And behind the grins and melodies, Daisy the Great is goofy and deadly serious in tone. While the aforementioned "Ballerina" enters like a missing track from a late-nineties alternative compilation, it breaks down into an arhythmic bridge replete with piano and almost vaudeville percussion elements till is falls back into it's existential and personal chorus. "Sticking to the heart of the matter, there a shatter of the mirror in the music box. Everyone's on a bed of roses singing ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha. Every day i get a little closer to the ha-ha-ha..."
Glue-stick sincerity and haunted pop of Daisy The Great
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