DISMANTLED: When I’m Dead CD Dependent
It’s been a fair while since the first ever Dismantled self titled debut dropped into my letterbox. Yeah its sounded like FLA, but it was cracking. The second affair ‘Post Nuclear’ was as strange as it could get but had enough to hold you. From there on in it was a slippery slope down. ‘Standard Issue’ was a big bag of donkey balls; nothing but generic blocked nasal passage NIN wannabe rubbish and a big let down. So then, does ‘When I’m Dead’ offer any redemption? In a word… no.
The first thing that bothered me was the mix; the levels sit uncomfortably and I can’t help think this is an error rather than intentional. Every sound just swamps another leaving it a muggy mess.
Then there are the tracks; I am not even going to bother going into individual numbers. There is nothing stand out, nothing that shines of former glories. There is nothing to make you believe in the band as far as new somgs are concerned. Dull, lifeless, unimaginative (yeah lets do some orchestra sounds cos no one has done that before – whatever), the album title really is fitting to say the least, because Dismantled do really sound like they croaked it a long time ago.