Living Still - Demo
After seven long years, the Chicago band's four songs are still a splendid example of how enthusiasm can be found in the dark areas of notes, in a marriage of magically half-closed-eyed imagery, ready for the passage into eternity. A Darkwave agglomeration that holds close to Synthwave and embraces Deathrock for those brief moments in which it has access to this EP.
The Spell starts off slow, a swarm outside a church sneering, and then creates a track made of eighties tar, without prevaricating, dragging us into a good-sounding gothic dance, with the voice that, weeping, has the power to pause between our pleasantly shocked senses.
The following My Original Sin seems to have come out of the London Batcave circuit, with the characteristic bass that stays in the high circuits of tonality, with the voice that instead oscillates, free and unhappy, between earth and sky, for a track that bewitches without doubt. Crazy: third song and the quality rises again thanks to D.T.W., the cadaverous, the exponent of pain that breaks down all resistance, with guitar, bass and synth, to rule the black wings of death.
The coup de grace, the highest point (or rather, the point of the abyss that manifests itself totally), is given by the last magpie of suffering: Garden Of Eden is a Darkwave masterpiece, a hypnotic missile that sounds like a horny worm, as it comes out of a banquet of souls now completely anaesthetised. Irresistible, bleak, grim, it fuels the certainty that these musical beams were born to represent the sin of joy, killing it and, miracle of miracles, making us happy to be targeted by such poignant power...
