Dead New Year "The Hangman's 8"
By Marcus Pan
When I'm writing a new bass line for a
Bitter Grace song, I have this tendency to go back to it days or weeks later
and revise it adding new fills here, slaps there, box crawls in that
nook and slides in that cranny. It's hard to know when a song is "done,"
really. Last night I wrote two new lines for two new songs and already I've
devised new things to add to the make-up. Earlier works have reached bass tab
"Version 4.0." When is a song done?
To Dead New Year, consisting of Batgang Lugosi, Pabst Blue
Ruin(1) and Rat Bastard (who is neither a rat nor a bastard, a topic open to
consistent discussion), a song is "done" when they say so. While I'll keep
revising, and will be working on, ten songs for the next ten years, Dead New
Year will write it, play it and slam it down your throat because enough with
the piddly widdle twisty parts let's just play some goddamn rock'n'roll. I
should learn from this...but I probably won't.
Modeling themselves after 4/4 slammers like Maiden, Dead
Boys, The Damned and New York Dolls, they are quick, consise and to the point.
The Hangman's 8 is a basement produced 8 track CD and it's good enough
for me and raw enough for the most heavy handed goth rock purist to enjoy,
whether from the punk side or romantic side of the proverbial and musical
Open Eyes from the start is raw and filled with
energy reminiscent of days gone by when Siouxsie first said hello and
dark-clads were still stepping to a dead actor named Bella. There's tons of
spit, but no polish only heavy riffs and punk style vocals thrown
against programmed beats and accenting keys. A new imaginative sexual style
takes place in Grudgefuck. Undead is almost pure gothabilly while
Empty Hand is a bass-laden punk 4/4 slam with crunchy guitars. The trio
closes Hangman's 8 with a power ballad named, appropriately and spookily
enough, In the End.
Where Dead New Year goes from here is far from clear. Mixing
up gothabilly, punk, deathrock and old school goth their path is certainly not
known yet. A little tightening here and there may be all that's needed. Will
they be the next Pistols, Dolls or Bauhaus? It's hard to say the energy,
determination and skill is there. The Hangman's 8 certainly slices and
dices all of the other overly produced shiny shit that's been hitting my desk
in the wake of radio propagandists looking for the "next big thing" with the
death of grunge and the quick flash in the pan of rapcore. Says me? It's not
something new we need it's something real. Dead New Year is a darker
shade of real.
Dead New Year
Post: 217 Roxeneath Rd., Richmond, VA, 23221, USA
(1) I have since learned PBR has bolted since
Ive written this.