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Album Review: Deadcuts – Hit On All Sixes

The Twilight Zone

In another time, in another realm, we find the remnants of a band gone by, we pick out from the debris two dishevelled creatures who come together to form a musical experience that pulls your heart out by the roots and feeds it to your gaping wound of a soul. Into the mouth of madness we go my friends, with our friends Deadcuts. Those of you who recall Senseless Things ( Mark Keds and Jerome Alexandre) will be transported back to the wonder years and then jet propelled into the future that no one saw coming. 

If you’re ‘Single’ but don’t want to mingle, then ‘walk into the water’ with the portentous opener, we wriggle and writhe as our friends here take hold of life and slice and dice away. It’s all quite mellow though, with the 80’s post punk, indie scene very much in prominence here. 

The guitars and keyboards on this record are huge, I mean gargantuan, a hitherto unknown power and vitality that is pivotal in creating this supersonic sound. There are layers here, overlapping, and adding a vibrancy alongside the more dark and dingy subjects that are discussed in these songs.

We descend into a delinquent spiral with ‘Craving’, in an ‘Opium Style’ as we understand that ‘someone had to pull the trigger, someone had to take the fall’ and demand ‘The Purge’ of the ‘Dope Girls’ as our lives teeter on the brink of realisation or destruction folks, what will you choose?

‘Venus’ tells us that ‘what’s between us , is between us’ but we kinda knew that anyway.

Reminiscent of The Psychedelic Furs( swoon….faint… just a slight crush my friends) the tunes pinpoint our foibles, our weaknesses and how they become entwined in the daily grind. 

It is a twisted and tangled mess indeed, ladies and gents, but never fear, as our heroes will lead us through with their sultry swagger and  finely chiselled bone structure. 

It is natures’ way to create and destroy; but as humans we have become quite adept at causing mayhem and madness of our own volition. 

The exquisite riff on ‘Summon The Witches’ sees us in Hanoi Rocks territory, but still sways and slays as we stray from the path( oh yeah!) of mediocrity and onto a more characterful and colourful one. 

In a realm of their own, engineers of their own success, and masters of their own reality, Deadcuts deliver where all others fail, with a sensitivity, a tangible frailty and a longing and a belonging that refreshes and revives somewhere deep inside,

Tiptoe into the fire, walk into the water, my friends, it’s time to summon the faithful.

Deadcuts – Hit On All Sixes out now via Speedowax Records

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