Dead, Dead Heart
Dead Heart Bloom
Dead Heart Bloom
(KEI)
Formerly of Phaser, Boris Skalsky locked himself in a room to write the songs that would become his nom de plume and debut album.
Following an acoustic intro, a angry swell of electric guitar leads Dead Heart Bloom down a darkened path with a pulsating bassline and insistent disco strings. At once recalling Eels at his most realized, Skalsky has seen some dark things and wants to make them audible. Full of dim passages (“Transfiguration”) and sinister vocal lines — like the hoarse-whispered “Saint Henry” — Dead Heart Bloom’s intent is to knock you from the stool at your basement bar, and with a dizzying crack of your head on the unfinished concrete fuck with your dreams in a swirl of nefarious strings and suicidal, Beatlesque pop (“A Letter To The World”).
— Steve Forstneger
