Affirmation O’Death

i discovered a beautiful band yesterday―they describe themselves as gothic/country/punk, and as sounding like “steam train, wet soil, bad dog, dried blood, knock kneed, blackgrass, rickety fence teeth, men with beards.”

oh, i thought of another way to describe their sound. it’s perfect music for a goth BBQ.

the lead singer’s voice is a diary entry that embarrasses you to read, yet you frame it in a public place as permanent constant proof that life is capable of producing such a sublime slip of grim crackle.

photo courtesy of Maryanne Ventrice

all of their songs ended in wild rusty forgotten roadhouse stage cavorting, and the main guy asked if anyone had a place for five people to sleep that night in D.C. because they didn’t know anybody and had never been here before. i trust they got more than a few invites after their set.

oh. also there was a ukulele onboard; othar the tooth collector is on bass; and there’s a guy in charge of whooping.

photo courtesy of Maryanne Ventrice

the music critic makes you roll your eyes affectionately in solidarity…

Brooklyn’s O’Death shares some commonalities with a shootout that winds up leaving a saloon worse for wear and without a single glass capable of holding any liquid. The band is like the cry of a cougar and the sharp, invigorating pain that would be produced as a glass was smashed into your forehead.

P.S. they were opening for the also-lovely Murder By Death (with a cello, hey hey hey!)

2 thoughts on “Affirmation O’Death

  1. pete says:

    Looks fun!Gothic/country/punk sounds awesome. I didn’t believe the gothic part until I saw the second picture.And the quote pretty much reinforces my believe in this quote :“Writing about music is like dancing about architecture – it’s a really stupid thing to want to do.”–Elvis Costello, in an interview by Timothy White entitled “A Man out of Time Beats the Clock.” Musician magazine No. 60 (October 1983), p. 52.

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