a return is never doubtless. it draws questions of better sleeping, about a newcome pride and motivation. especially a group pulsing like a quasar in music galaxy and impacting so diverse lifeforms, from etno to goth and ambient, it is damn hard to bring out a newfound sense that matches with all those who merited earlier. of course it does not, nevertheless it is not loss.
dead can dance was never an easy group to start with. they offer meaningful songs, songs which will follow their listeners and instantly playing when it is time to remember. marked with one of the earliest beauty and the beast vocal duet and definitely the finest female vocalist of our age. enough, let's meet their recent: Anastasis.
musically these songs could have been composed between Spleen and Ideal and Serpent's Egg (the latter being a forgotten treasure of this band). on the contrary to their eighties season these songs are composed for live gigs. no interludes this time - though that dcd vibe is rounding all these compositions. except one: irish-esque she-king did not meet my expectations, suffers lack of origin, high time.
all in all this is record worth to listen like all their earlier ones. Lisa, Brendan - welcome back, missed you.
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