Almost once a day I curse the very existence of the internet.
Spending the past few months here in Shanghai, I have been surrounded by
millions of individuals aimlessly herded around from place to place with phones
in their faces, disconnected from the world around them and living in a technologically
induced catatonic coma. However, to say I don’t fully enjoy the fruits and spoils
of the internet would be completely hypocritical (and rather pathetic as I sit
here writing a fucking blog post.) Every once in a while I unveil something on
the web that reestablishes my view on the internet as a necessary evil we as “post-modern”
beings must continue to be subdued by, and most recently this discovery came in
the form of the band Dead Channels.
Hailing from my own backyard in Warwick, New York, I’m
absolutely ashamed I have never heard of Dead
Channels before, who has steadily been recording and releasing records
since 2008. Even though the band performs as a trio, the depth of their musical
talent allows them to sound as if they were jamming with four or five members. Arguably
my favorite part about the band themselves lies in their ability to borrow bits
and pieces from the sound of other bands such as Every Time I Die or Converge and
use their influences to create something completely unique, one of the most
admirable traits in my eyes. In a scene drowned in tasteless acts benefiting
off of a sound forged by the work and creativity of others, it’s bands like Dead Channels, those creating rather
than proliferating, that truly represent what it means to be an artist.
The band’s latest release titled “Phantom Pain” houses 11
different songs, all of which tell their own unique story of loss, deception, manipulation,
and decay. Vocalist and Bassist Angelo Mosca’s voice carries with it a sense of
agony throughout the entire record, which almost battles for attention with Guitarist
Matt Pardillo’s twangy riffs and Greg Farmer’s non-stop assault behind the kit which
all together result a beautifully chaotic masterpiece. The record itself fully
comes together in my opinion during the title track Phantom Pain, which demonstrates the true profundity of the group’s
musical ability, as well as the full range of Mosca’s vocal talent.
Regardless of what you dig, or think you dig for some, I
strongly suggest you head over to the group’s Bandcamp page and scope heir
latest album, as well as their other releases. With music becoming more and
more commercialized and marketed these days, it is necessary to support groups
such as Dead Channels, groups who
could care less about the numbers and only care about releasing the dopest
record possible. Definitely don’t less this one slip by.
Tightest Tracks
Store Bought Cross
Emotional Vampire
Phantom Pain