by Charles Davis
They say when one is lost at sea they can navigate via our sky, as stars are celestial maps, free to those with the code. These same skies offers us our eternal questions; the elements of life and death. Co-aligned with the sea, the sun, the gazillion-to-one chance of existence, and fates betwixted methodology, we are here now, hearing our now as it unfolds before (3rd/ 4th/ 5th) eyes - out to sea, washed upon the shores of our consciousness. Nolan Potter and Nolan Potter's Nightmare Band, both on the verge of something wholly and completely unique, whilst simultaneously running the razor's edge of the post- modern modernism, scale these shores of tempestuousness - twould seem Music Is Dead is a bridge, aloft and freeing, capable of joining said respective h/lands.
Carrying a harbor in the tempest of square grid-based-ness, there is refuge within the humanity of this music's capture; a wide, open landscape, full of exploratory panoramas. Whilst the sophistication of those whose time is otherwise consumed in the engineering wonders, both compositionally and elementally, remains central enough to declare its 'high-art-edness', it is without question the rock and roll heart/ soul which catches that internal, eternal fire. A sort of sang-froid symphonism on a shambolic adventure, teeming with risk and excitement, yet mapped along an ancient path.
Music Is Dead is alive and vibrant, beaming light, through which Nolan Potter and Nolan Potter's Nightmare Band render a perennial oasis amidst the broader audial deserts. Another shining jewel atop the crown of Castle Face Records; delve deeper.