The Dead C - s/t
(Language Recordings)
I love the Dead C. It's been 3 years since their last album, Tusk, and the void has left me
hungry for more material. This self-released double CD marks the beginning of a new
phase for the boys, showing quieter, more subdued instrumental interplay.
The Dead C are entirely instrumental this time, as the Dead C are focusing on mostly
improvised music that strays pretty far from their more familiar noise-rock sounds. I've
been likening this album to their masterpiece Driver UFO (from Harsh 70s Reality),
only expanded over two discs. The weird ambience of their crazed guitars is central here,
and Robbie Yeats' drumming is more decorative than focal.
Disc two is a bit more organized than disc 1--when listening to both discs in order, it
feels like disc 1 is a big warmup. The fidelity is as low as ever, but as the music is
somewhat quiet, it sounds pretty good.
I've mostly listened to this record while sleeping. It's a great record to conjure incredibly
bizarre dreams. The Dead C (like the Sun City Girls) have
developed a really unique way of musical interaction. The years of improvising together
have given these guys a collective mind that no one could ever duplicate. I sort of miss
Michael Morley's tortured vocals, but with the Dead C, there's no knowing what will
come in the future.
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