The dead hand released their new album to celebrate a twenty-five year career. A CD full of tracks alluding to their fervent humor much like the taste of scoundrels alternative rock band.
The dead hand is undoubtedly one of the bands with more corrosive music in our country. The lyrics are full of odes of irony and provocation that reflect the perception of reality that they define cleary a "media landscape and cultural set up by modern mass communication induces to the individual." The new album nightmare teddy, is the result of reflection about the world we live in uploaded with images somehow almost obscene in the paradigms of modern culture. Always provocative, always denouncing society living on the edge of an abyss framed with media figures in psychotic naratives.
The opening song is balls of passion that is nothing more than a verbal delirium crowed with words in velvet, accompanied by a melodic symphony. The dead hands is a classic band in the sense that if you listen closely there is always an opening for all muscial songs that makes a kind of introduction to what lies ahead. It is a wave of pleasure, as sings Adolfo Lust Canibal .
Another song I wish to highlight in this collection of music is perhaps "the left breast of PR." Now, I do not know who is the owner this bubby, in the virtual world the rumor is that it is Rita Pereira’s breast, If It is true I can not confirm it, but what attracts me to this theme is its lyrical musicality, when they say " the cerebral cortex, processes the information, and notes the reaction of the spinal cord. " Simply brilliant.
Playing dead, is a ballad full of feeling because "death is not more than one presposition for horizontality." You just end on the floor. Na absolute truth which we all return, the dust.
Captain Tiago is the psycho-drama of the life of a criminal, is a black song, full of obscure words and played almost as if it is a funeral march. It's a heavy subject that closes this album, but its prineted on your brain with the hoarse voice of Adolfo Canibal.
I've heard more than once, that if the dead hand had an international career they would be sacred monsters of rock. Sorry, but don’t agree. They are as alternative as their repertoire, they could only succeed in Portugal. Remember Leonard Cohen, or Skunk Anansi. We are the nation's of alternative, and the dead hand deserved for this album an A+.
