Dead Twins Make Me Wistful

My first years of formal musical education came during the early 90's grunge boom and a part of me longs for those simpler times when shouting over a mixture of sloppily strummed power chords and feedback put you on the forefront of progress. And it has made me exceptionally disappointed recently every time one of my early musical heroes puts out a shitty new album, further marring their legacy in my mind. Pearl Jam got soft and predictable, STP got even more blatant about their plagiarism, heck even the latest Foo Fighters record was pretty soft.

But Dead Twins, at least momentarily, are able to invoke a brief bit of nostalgia without feeling too forced, or like the product of some highly-skilled ripoff artists. The chorus of their latest single, "The Hanger" mixes the feel of "Transdermal Celebration" with the gruff scream-singing of a Dave Grohl, but never in a way that feels like it is on purpose. When the guys who pioneered the sound are no longer able to accurately produce it, it doesn't require some highbrow avant-garde pioneers to sound original.

Which is not to say that Dead Twins are breaking any new ground, per se, but at the same time they are still able to come along and fill a void left by the heroes of the last couple of decades who have grown fat and satisfied with releasing whatever generic crap that causes them to work as little as possible.

Their newest full length Polarized is due out this summer.

MP3: Dead Twins - The Hanger

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