Death of Marat - Press

Death of Marat "The Shattered" CD (Big Takeover #48)
Striking out from some otherworldly shadows, bringing together elements of shoegazing, minimalistic gothic bands, and East Coast noise, Death of Marat make me shiver. I hear Andi Sex-Gang jamming with Sonic Youth. I hear Unwound playing Joy Division covers. A strong sense of style crawls through these sounds, making something new out of what has been done, and it's done well, in whispers over chaotic guitars, and the dynamics that swoop to a quiet wind. The vocals are angry, scared, and always passionate. I can't shake the strong nod of the head to the Sex Gang Children, though it may be unintentional, and I love it. There's also a strong tie to the post-punk rock'n'roll of right now. This music can go on forever. The bass sweeps me off my feet, and the drums pierce my heart.

Death of Marat "The Shattered" CD (Law of Inertia #9)
Hmmm. This band's singer initially turned me off, but once I got comfortable things turned out all right. Lots of loud abrasive guitars (though not metal or even hardcore), some great noisy sections, and the occasional appearance of growled backups make me happy. This reminds me of the non-emo songs by Boy Sets Fire, though not as fast and less hardcore. I don't know what else to say, this is a great CD that I would recommend to you, the reader. Good reviews don't always have to be the longest ones.

Death of Marat "The Shattered" CD (Splendid e-zine)
In addition to being perhaps the best punk rock band ever to take their name from a French neoclassical painting, Death of Marat will do an almost uncannily good job at setting your teeth on edge. Drawing upon the squalling, knife-edged guitar lines and dischordant hopelessness of early goth, DoM don't so much write songs as squeeze harrowing, emotionally draining experiences into a musical framework. The lyrics are suitably bleak and arty without ever quite slipping over the line into pompousness, and occasional moments of stark melodic beauty will keep you from practicing your noose-knots while listening. No, The Shattered might not be the right disc to pick up when you're having a bad day, but there's an unstoppable energy in its rhythmic assault. When you've had some time to get used to the atmosphere the album creates, you'll find yourself loving it.

 

 

 


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