Another taster from a forthcoming album, “Sing” comes from its’ soon-come parent album “Yes Virginia” and is a dark, breathy and brooding beauty from Bostonian duo Amanda Palmer and Brian Viglione, aka DRESDEN DOLLS.
Opening with a sombre acoustic guitar strum and Palmer lamenting all kinds of mournful stuff like “sing for the children shooting the children, sing”, it’s broiling, intense and po-faced and has shades of everyone from Tori Amos to The Blood Arm without ever coming across as a useless Xerox.
It’s certainly dramatic and cuts and bleeds in a distinctly theatrical manner, not least to the litany of sadness flooding from Palmer’s melancholic lyrics (culminating in the dour chorus of “Life is no cabaret, we’re inviting you anyway”) and – taken in isolation at least – suggests that Dresden Dolls are a band who will polarise opinion in the long run.
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“Sing” is this writer’s first Dolls fix, so at this juncture he can’t say which side of the fence he falls. Suffice it to say that Palmer and Viglione make a hell of a grandeur-fuelled racket for a duo and that for a predominantly piano and drums pairing don’t end up equating as Keane soundalikes. Which in itself is surely worthy of the star rating.
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