I've always been under the impression that if you like "world music" you are a pretentious pony - tailed douche. They nailed the stereotype with Tim Robbins character "Ian" in the motion picture "high fidelity ". Before you start in on me: I recognize the irony of me disliking something for being pretentious. I'm a poster boy for the condition, maybe it's like how same magnetic polarities repel. So how can #deadcandance mix world music with goth and come up with something so cool? I dunno, probably alchemy or some mystic goth witchcraft. Maybe it was that I discovered them at a point in my life where I would pay attention to anything a little offbeat because I was so interested in the world I couldn't see outside my isolated college town setting. It was most likely their awesome cover of Sinead O'conner's "I am stretched on your grave". The album is very cinematic with lush chamber instrumentation and the male/female vocals are beautifully melodramatic. If you're a little adventurous and like somber romanticism this is the best place to start in their discography. If you like waving a pretentious flag around play this the next rainy morning your roommates or family members are sleeping in. Add the odors of brewing coffee and sandalwood incense for effect. If you really want to push the envelope brew the coffee for them but sip out of a french press and quietly assert that you just prefer the taste. Yeah. That's the spot.
I am a douche, I just can't grow the pony-tail.
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