This is the finest restructuring of the everlong process known as Tool.
Anyone who knows anything has already succombed to being unable to remove this disc from the player.
I'd love to be diplomatic about this topic, but to be honest, there's very little I'm able to extrapolate. 10,000 Days is an ecstatic breath, a relief, and an extension of every known aspect of the band. This album proves that when you doubt Tool will ever resurface with the vision, the function, and the intensity of your favorite album, all they require is another five years to knock you on your ass right out the gate. The thoughtful progression re-establishes the emotional truths of the specific - remember in jimmy when we were shown an eleven year old in Ohio? This album is eleven tracks of intimate growth, and the forever-flowering....
Get your brain on.
Get your brain on Tool.
Bonus lyric snip from 'The Pot':
When you pissed all over my black kettle,
you must've been so high.
Tell me that's not what you were waiting for, foolish liars.
For the trained ear of the Toolophile, regard close the guitar riffs, and song structures. You will hear countless callbacks to the other albums. Far from being a gravitas of nostalgia, these replays establish an interwoven dynamic bringing their whole body of work even closer to itself.
I'm serious. Tool is back, and they are brilliant, dod gammit.