CD Review

Ghost Parade – "Dying Breed"

By May Wiseman

Dying BreedWhat a creepy time of year to have a copy of the Ghost Parade handy for play. The Dying Breed will make you want to hang out your Halloween decorations early, light your homemade jack-o-lantern, put a basket of candy out for the kiddies and shag your next door neighbor while everyone else is out trick-or-treating it up around town. Who said candy was for kids anyway?

What we've got here is a lavish brew of ruckus drums, blazing guitar progressions, thick bass lines and rich velvety vocals. Autumn is the guys name in change of the vocal arrangements and he sounds like a David Bowie, or even a Peter Murphy, from way back. He's got the baritone down of near any eighties dark new wave band that was of any substance.

The first five songs draw you into the band’s sound and give a lucid view of what this band is about lyrically and musically. The keyboard work is mere background – sounds that never go past an average decibel for the instrument. That's usually the best kind of sound for anytime of day (think Pink Floyd, Elbow, or M8'3) and the hardest sound for a keyboard to achieve with so much else going on.

Love Song uses an acoustic guitar to achieve a fuller sound, and plug in for the chorus. This gives the song some great dynamics and it's not a sound most bands use so the sound will stay with you for a while. The back-up vocals, which are echoed mostly, sound especially eerie through some headphones. There are also these little minute and a half intros. Some are played with an acoustic guitar, or keyboard using very little vocals. It's the instrumental perk that really gives this album its rare quality.

Being partial to any symphonic soundscape, Lie To Me is defiantly on the favorite list for this album. The piano work is simple but intense. The song could be considered spoken word with some piano, but whoever would say that would be wrong. Directly after this track the band breaks through with a ruckus punk version of Fixed. Common three chord progression played quick and sharp. You will also find toward the end of the disc an ambient version of the song that sounds like the song danced too much and became ill.

On Dying Breed you'll find it suits the disc’s title well since the songs is a compilation if all the sounds they used on all the tracks pulled into one song. It's easy to figure out after the third listen. The version of Love On The Rocks I'm pretty sure is the best Gothic Neil Diamond ever made. Could even make the list of the best cover songs ever.

Well to wrap this up, if you're retired from LSD, put this disc in and watch it play. The light show is rad and might bring back a few memories. Ah the nostalgia!

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