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CD Review
Fear of Dolls - Lullabies for Aborted
Children
By Marcus Pan
Immediately disturbing and spooky right
from the outset, Lullabies for Aborted Children is absurdly offensive
and botulistically infectious. Can you Hear the Sickness? is the
outrageously effecting opener, leading the listener into as deep a pit of
despair, loneliness and doom as can be imagined aurally. Frontman Greg
Forschler (Faith & Disease) hasn't even remotely stepped out of the dark
pit where his muse lives for so much as a moment here, and indeed takes us even
deeper than Fear of Dolls' previous, She Dances Happily to Happy
Songs(1).
Bonni Suval, Shaun Richards, Thomas Purdy, Joel Bergstrom
and M. Violet help Greg create the nightmares of sound that he has spun this
session. Which of the two ladies sings on Screaming Inside Her is
unknown, but it's the carnival version of a crack baby's darkest nightmare with
Latin rhythm and clapping, sultry female vocals from a damaged brain and
misplaced sounds and melodies vying for control of your soul.
She Was Laughing really does open like a lullaby,
with pretty music box strains and calm guitar. The only thing that doesn't fit
is the off-by-a-notch drums. A sudden breath of normalcy somehow misplaced in a
package of surreal. Chick vocals are high-pitched and just a tad enough
off-kilter to make you wonder...and guitars get strummingly strong and slightly
off base. And then she...snaps. It's like She Was Laughing started as
something sweet and was raped into submissed by an unknown score of demonic
memories and torture.
Some tracks will drag you through the depths across an arid
plain of dust and granite while whispering dark nothings in your inner ear:
Drop Out. Others will fill you with undirected rage and anger at nothing
at all with slamming sound barages and unraveling personalities gibbering in
your general direction: The Prettiest Song. And then they'll remake the
Stones' Sister Morphine over in their own sinister in between it all.
Not for the weak of mind or faint of heart.
It's possible that Lullabies for Aborted Children,
stated to be the quintessential Fear of Dolls album, will be the last. The
fourth release to date, I would like to think it's being our final trip to be
true because these jaunts with Greg have possibly harmed me to the core of my
mind. The mixed up sounds, carnal lyrics and dark offensive nature turned into
a parody in its own right I'm not so sure my psyche can take more of his
vivid imaginings. Greg's work is, again, beautifully frightening. But this time
he's gone so much deeper into the charnel pits of his head that none of us are
sure he can get out.
Contact Information: Fear of Dolls
Post: PO Box 20151, Seattle, WA 98102-1151, USA Phone: (206) 328-6403
E-Mail: fear@fearofdolls.com
Web: www.fearofdolls.com
(1) Reviewed in
Legends #149.
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