Dead Register – Fiber album review

Gloom-laden Southern rockers stay out of the sun

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Inviting artists to describe their own music is more often than not both a colossal waste of time.

Yet it’s worth mentioning that Atlanta goth rockers Dead Register describe their debut as both “the fine elements woven together in the crafting of compositions” and “the effects of the bass on the bowels”. In truth, Fiber is every bit as opaque as the former suggests and as literally true as the latter, dominated by a thudding bass that will dislodge even the sturdiest of speakers.

With an average length of over seven minutes, each of the six tracks slowly unfurls as a propulsive goth rock voyage into bleak, sunless channels, building up into frenzied thrusts that land with striking power, exemplified on both the title track and the nine-minute opener, Alone. An unapologetic throwback, Fiber broadly surveys the synth-driven moodiness of late-80s goth, the stabbing crescendos of post-punk and noisy modern experimentalism with these lengthy and, at times, overly dramatic ruminations. Though hindered by a claustrophobic dearth of variety, Fiber is lavishly produced, compositionally ambitious and occasionally quite transfixing.

Joe Daly

Hailing from San Diego, California, Joe Daly is an award-winning music journalist with over thirty years experience. Since 2010, Joe has been a regular contributor for Metal Hammer, penning cover features, news stories, album reviews and other content. Joe also writes for Classic Rock, Bass Player, Men’s Health and Outburn magazines. He has served as Music Editor for several online outlets and he has been a contributor for SPIN, the BBC and a frequent guest on several podcasts. When he’s not serenading his neighbours with black metal, Joe enjoys playing hockey, beating on his bass and fawning over his dogs.