INDIE SPIRIT
style and substance, this band is a seething cauldronful of the literary, the theatrical, and the gothically flamboyant, seasoned with a smattering of infernal burlesque.Summoning the muses of Leonard Cohen and Bertolt Brecht, Ute Lemper and Lotte Lenya the Golden Dawn mystify and bewitch with ballads of doomed love, wailed out into endless indifferent night by whiskey-lashed wretches, whilst making erratic yet potent essays into the jag and pummel of elaborate math-rock. Meanwhile, singer Kevin Nolan flits mercurially between numerous alter-ego roles; the soft-toned harmoniser, looking out dispassionately over the detritus of broken love and blue murder in 'Splinter'; the boozy wound nurser of 'Blood Wedding', howling from the dregs of the heart, then menacingly exhorting his betrayer to 'sleep with one eye open'; and the bright-eyed romantic of the wonderful 'The Guess', who mutates mid-song into a hoarse and raging prophet, growling his enigmatic truths across a pitiless earth: 'Dark is the counsel of man, for man is master of the Guess'.