There is considerable debate over how to keep the long-established rock and roll genre relevant to successive generations of discerning devotees, especially since it arguably found its perfect form decades ago. But to think that way is to misunderstand the very nature of what rock and roll is all about.
Rock music is Dionysian, not Apollonian; it is an urge, not an idea, it is primal rather than logical, a sonic force, not a thing to be understood. All you need to do is stick to the sound basic tenets and filter them through your own experiences, attitudes, influences, and outlook. And that is what is going on with this debut single and opening salvo from the excellently monikered Death Valley Dream Cult.
So, what we get with the fantastic “Death of Creation” is that unmistakable sound ramped up and rolled out for the new wave of misfits and musical mutants! Big and bombastic, but spacious enough that you can see the lightning flashing through the song, this is foot-on-the-monitor, raw-edge, nu-metal-infused rock and roll pushed through the skater scene, smelling of weed and liquor, wrapped in leather and broiled in the desert heat.
And this is indeed a Cult, a central spark to attract a new wave of thinkers and creatives, a path beyond the traditions and habits of the past, a collective, a community looking only to the future.
Welcome to the reset, welcome to year zero, welcome to Death Valley Dream Cult.
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