Rarely do I encounter an album that tries so hard to be something its not. If Digital Death was a group effort or collaboration rather than a solo endeavor I might tear this album a new one then feed it bran. Digital Death is the name given to the music of Damon Wood. There are a lot of people putting out better music. But there are far more people sitting on their fat asses never wagging their stuff out there in the wind, for better or for worse, for all to see.
Digital Death is a bit of a misnomer. At first I expected some hard-core keyboard or computer-driven industrial or darkwave. Instead Damon's music, riffs and structuring are straight up metal. Old school. I couldn't help but think of Dio or Dokken. 'Digital' comes from its recording medium.
Damon has yet to discover his own voice. The music here definitely strains to walk a darker path than its meant to. I wonder if he did the album to impress a goth chick with a hot ass who was far more interested in shopping at Hot Topic and collecting Dream trading cards. It reminds me of my foray into half-assed glam metal hoping to get into Sherry Daley's pants back when we both worked at the movie theater.
Digital Death's music tries too hard to be dark. From the track March of the Damned, to cliché lyrics, the album is often overly-repetitive. It has interesting flashes in songs like Arise and Tranquility that are unfortunately bogged down by unbalanced arrangements, muddied synching, or cliché arrangements or riffs. If I got the impression Damon was at all pompous or self-absorbed, I'd drop the hammer, but I just can't do it to the kid. He's not on the sidelines, he's putting his stuff out there. I'm curious to see what his stuff evolves into a couple albums from now.
If this music was to appear in a movie or a scene it would have to be the scene from the movie Trick or Treat, where satanic heavy-metal rock star comes back from the grave, in the scene where he is playing riffs and shooting fireballs from his flying V at the movie's star played by Eddie Weinbauer (AKA Skippy Handleman of Family Ties fame if that's any indication of the movie's sincere metal roots).