An end-of-days consciousness streams its way from Nagambie to Silicon Valley, across nine seething tracks.
Filtering Gareth Liddiard's barbed and byzantine lyricism through abrasive guitar slashes, drum adrenalin, raunchy bass and electronic undercurrents, this extraordinary debut dive-bombs into the realms of mortality and immortality, moralising and amorality; the passing of time, and how little we have left.
Raging, rapscallion, funny, fast and furious, these songs are lurid tales urgently told, bringing everything from internet shaming to the kuru “laughing death” disease of the PNG highlands to Russian chess great Gary Kasparov’s portentous loss to IBM computer Deep Blue into sharp focus.
Live, Tropical F*ck Storm are a force of nature, conjuring chaos at every blistering performance, with zero shits to give for corporate music hegemony. "Kneel down by the advertising, don’t you make a single false move” calls out the chorus of Fiona Kitschin and Erica Dunn echoing the dismay of our time as we bear witness to the sinister seductions which social media surveillance has entangled us.
A Laughing Death in Meatspace doesn’t show us the way out; it howls along with us as we peer into the maelstrom ahead.
Release: TFS Records/Mistletone, May 4th, 2018
Words: TFS Records/Mistletone