My brother pointed out that I haven’t really commented on With Teeth yet. Whoops; I’ve been so busy lately that my posts have gotten more and more terse, and I thought I’d talked about it already.

I guess part of the reason I haven’t commented is because it hasn’t moved me that much one way or the other. It’s good, but not so shockingly good that I had to rave about it. It’s not bad enough that I’d want to bitch about it either. It was also overshadowed by the (excellent) Spoon disc which arrived the same day.

So all in all it’s near the bottom of the discography, but a mediocre NIN album is still better than most.