Publication: Baltimore Sun
Date: October 10, 1996
Transcribed by Adam Newberry and Jason Hoover (firstname.lastname@example.org)
page: in the music reviews in the "Live" section author: J.D. Considine In a way, the most disturbing thing about tool isn't the way its songs plunb the depths of the alienation and anomie, but the way Danny Carey's light, clear tenor floats above the band's guitars. It's a great effect, like glimpsing an angels wings through the smoke and flames of hell, and it's central to the success of "anima." Carey doesn't dominate the album; indeed, his voice often seems secondary to the bands instrumental components, which build tension with the ominois determination of fire ants. But when it breaks through the murk, as in the chorus to "Eulogy," it offers an almost cathartic sense of release. Not every song cuts loose like that; the churning "Forty Six" for instance, throbs like a back itch that just can't be reached. But the best tracks, like "Stink Fist" and Jimmy," offer the sort of emotional breath and dynamic range rarely found in rock and roll. I copied this directly from the article, there are no typos, the discrepencies between the article and reality are actually there.