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Tomahawk
Tomahawk
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5.0 out of 5 stars Alt-Southern Rock as performed by a Serial Killer . . ., January 2, 2003
This review is from: Tomahawk (Audio CD)
. . . in an abandoned brewery. That's my glib, off-the-cuff description of this album, anyway. What at first blush seems to be a series of aggressive rock songs with mostly indecipherable lyrics turns out to be a series of character studies, or vignettes, of several different people somewhere in the American south. Each song leads to the other, both lyrically and musically, as if we were hearing these people from the point of view of a malevolent, free-floating spirit, catching snippets of their internal (and sometimes external) monologues, histories, actions, fantasies, outbursts and, above all, heartbreak, as each story seems to tell a tale of personal disillusinment and/or betrayal (in one form or another).
But somehow, it's all still rather humorous, too, in that blacker than black way that only Mike Patton can pull off. The man is literally possessed, I think, as he gives vent to the thousands of voices and vices that swim deliriously through his concsiousness. And Duane Dennison's music, while remaining seemingly straightforward, flows from song to song with a surreal, subconcsious, stream-of-consciousness ease that belies the apparently straightforward chorus/verse/chorus structures we hear on the surface. (Listen closer and you'll hear wonderfully inticate and dynamic guitar, bass, and drums and that are, I've come to realize, among the best I've heard in quite some time.)
Prior comparisons to David Lynch's Lost Highway, or an endless midnight drive down a two-lane blacktop road, hit the mark precisely; those trying to "name-that-influence" (Faith No More, Jesus Lizard, or, most bafflingly, the overrated Radiohead) miss the mark entirely.
Tomahawk sounds like Tomahawk and no one else.
Give this album two or three listens and, like me, you'll be hooked.
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