Lost Decade - Dead Gum



Here’s another full length gem from Pan’s (Reverse Mouth) solo outfit Dead Gum, which see’s him neglecting those trademark feedback scars in favour of more introspective fruit…

Renegade is a gripping opener…Glorious burnt-out guitar full of hornety intent… a lashed wreck of a universe entangled in sparking flint… a wounded angst, corkscrewing nicely into psychic loop locked frustrations…

The scrying mirror drone of Nostalgia Syndrome is creeping all over me… a rubberised aerosol, bending around the gravel rub of concrete… dual phasing, recurring in diminished returns and dry stoned metallic breathes … vocals reciting Autogedden... like a crumbling hymn whilst carnivorous insects shift the shadows.

The Sister Took Over… has a beautiful sense of resignation
in that Cohen through a tracing paper comb vox and numb stump of chordage accompaniment…whereas Spans Two Levels is a low-end and valved dance of data…a soiled fry of constrained pattern and vocal murmer…a granular collection of slowly destroyed shapes.

Those bendy shapes of Sober States veering off in differing directions reminds me of the modulated pancake flipping of Coil cira LSD… mattress strung jewelleries spurring off on their wiry ways… a track full of cute glitter ball verbs and oily consistencies, the contents balanced precariously, on the verge of toppling...

The disc ends on the total ‘come down’ of Electric Hangover, an anaesthetized hissy vacuum, a distant machine purr…
fringed plankton-like flecks of electricity over hollow gong and muted thunders…the whine of automated recovery never too far away... tasty industrial audios play off each other… revealing a barely perceivable vox trapped in flypaper glue…

Lost Decade really glows with an understated beauty, intoxicated with the souring flavours of disappointment. Long let it illuminate your head....

Comments

joey chainsaw said…
awesome!!! gunna have to check this one out :)
Cloudboy said…
the latest split with arklight is also oozin with goodness, next time i'm in briz will pop it into yr hand... hope berlin's treatin yr well...