After twenty or so years in the game The Dead C have moved progressively towards drone and electronics, although this new album marks a shift back to the calamitous free-rock of old.
'Mansions' sounds like an otherworldly tune-up session, with distant, murmured vocals giving no indication of the discordant snarl to come: 'Stations' is like a broken Swans record, pounding, pummelling and flailing around brilliantly. Next comes 'Plains', which slips into a string-punishing trance, before 'Waves' further dismantles the sound, settling into an undulatory waft of feedback vapours and groaned lyrics. It's exciting stuff, and proof that The Dead C can still cut it after all this time - it's actually rather hard to come up with any contemporary names operating within a similar field that can command this sort of authority.
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After twenty or so years in the game The Dead C have moved progressively towards drone and electronics, although this new album marks a shift back to the calamitous free-rock of old.
'Mansions' sounds like an otherworldly tune-up session, with distant, murmured vocals giving no indication of the discordant snarl to come: 'Stations' is like a broken Swans record, pounding, pummelling and flailing around brilliantly. Next comes 'Plains', which slips into a string-punishing trance, before 'Waves' further dismantles the sound, settling into an undulatory waft of feedback vapours and groaned lyrics. It's exciting stuff, and proof that The Dead C can still cut it after all this time - it's actually rather hard to come up with any contemporary names operating within a similar field that can command this sort of authority.
After twenty or so years in the game The Dead C have moved progressively towards drone and electronics, although this new album marks a shift back to the calamitous free-rock of old.
'Mansions' sounds like an otherworldly tune-up session, with distant, murmured vocals giving no indication of the discordant snarl to come: 'Stations' is like a broken Swans record, pounding, pummelling and flailing around brilliantly. Next comes 'Plains', which slips into a string-punishing trance, before 'Waves' further dismantles the sound, settling into an undulatory waft of feedback vapours and groaned lyrics. It's exciting stuff, and proof that The Dead C can still cut it after all this time - it's actually rather hard to come up with any contemporary names operating within a similar field that can command this sort of authority.
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After twenty or so years in the game The Dead C have moved progressively towards drone and electronics, although this new album marks a shift back to the calamitous free-rock of old.
'Mansions' sounds like an otherworldly tune-up session, with distant, murmured vocals giving no indication of the discordant snarl to come: 'Stations' is like a broken Swans record, pounding, pummelling and flailing around brilliantly. Next comes 'Plains', which slips into a string-punishing trance, before 'Waves' further dismantles the sound, settling into an undulatory waft of feedback vapours and groaned lyrics. It's exciting stuff, and proof that The Dead C can still cut it after all this time - it's actually rather hard to come up with any contemporary names operating within a similar field that can command this sort of authority.
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After twenty or so years in the game The Dead C have moved progressively towards drone and electronics, although this new album marks a shift back to the calamitous free-rock of old.
'Mansions' sounds like an otherworldly tune-up session, with distant, murmured vocals giving no indication of the discordant snarl to come: 'Stations' is like a broken Swans record, pounding, pummelling and flailing around brilliantly. Next comes 'Plains', which slips into a string-punishing trance, before 'Waves' further dismantles the sound, settling into an undulatory waft of feedback vapours and groaned lyrics. It's exciting stuff, and proof that The Dead C can still cut it after all this time - it's actually rather hard to come up with any contemporary names operating within a similar field that can command this sort of authority.