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The party crowd the quartet has won over is liable to see another side of the Deadly Syndrome when its debut album, "The Ortolan," comes out on Dim Mak Records.

And now it's here. And it's great. Is this a song about growing up and moving on? Or a California pioneer saga? Only one thing is certain: Every lyric is layered in metaphor, with double, triple, quadruple meanings. And you can't listen to "Emily Paints" without smiling, dancing, or both. The lead solo is killer. Oh I think you are, the buried treasure the pirates never want to find Yeah it's rather sad, that mom would cry when dad got mad, and she locked herself in a burned out house while the wedding bells were ringing out You're blinded by a verse or two, convinced that they're all about you, but I'm drunk and I'm just sitting, swinging on your front porch singing, "Keep it to yourself, make your life a living hell, die a little every day, most people die that way, and when it all went wrong, you became a ghost, it's not as hard as you'd suppose, for animals wearing clothes.

It's a pretty cheery proposition, actually: "I hope I become a ghost, I hope I can see the end of time, I hope I become a ghost, and make sure the future turns out fine, I hope I become a ghost, Oh when the world is said and done The stars will become so close And there will be nowhere that I can't run All that's left to see is, what kind of flowers we'll become, I'm sure we'll be the kind that bring children out into the sun The title preserves the misspelling on the original art.

Try to get to a live show. As great as these songs are, they are unreal when the guys rock them up on stage. They rip your face off, in a nice way. Christian Tweet user ratings A Moon Shaped Pool.

Carrie and Lowell. The same searching quality applies when Richards adopts a broad croon for the crooked rain guitar drizzles of "I Release You" and "Winter In You". The weak spots come when the band tries to wholly approximate their name-making live performances with codas of stale blues boxing and e-bow sustain; most songs run closer to five minutes than three and a couple of paisley-splattered folk songs make this feel a little too generous for a debut.

The Deadly Syndrome might be more fully-formed than fully-realized, but there's promise in a sense of humor that's often hinted at, notably in the title track which ends the record. After the weighty strums of "This Old Home" comes a Casio dance instrumental that feels more like an introduction to their real-life personality than a capper to an album that's both meditative and a little bombastic. At some point, L. If everyone on the planet could feel, just for a moment, as loved and appreciated as you made us feel, the world would be a better place for it.

Chris is releasing music as crash. Mike is creating music as Wittches. Jesse is making music as Vistalite. Will is alive. Dear friends, Seven years ago, we gathered up some songs that we had written, made a bunch of little ghosts out of cardboard, and had the honor to start playing shows for you.

Thank you, for everything.