EP REVIEW: The Fangs Of The Dodo – The Curtained Sleep

Release Date: April 3rd 2020
Label: Unsigned
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Peculiar from the inside out are England’s The Fangs Of The Dodo, and their latest offering ‘The Curtained Sleep’ is no exception.

Dayglo and theatrical in their presentation, the alternative rock outfit are running a forked tongue across the divide between fact and fiction, delving gorgeously into the latter with this 5-track plot.

‘Crime Of The Century’ is up first, ghoulish and rampant from its blackened eyes to unhuman-like limbs, and ‘Count Dodo’ doesn’t stray from the eccentricity, vocal deliveries two parts swanky and sophisticated, one part unease. The entire opening to the quintet of alt-madness is structurally sound, trudging through the dystopian land welcomed by the effort’s cover with strong, fluorescent legs.

Succeeding the aforementioned is ‘Safe’, a melancholic sepia of hanging notes and accessible rock. It follows along with a pretty natural stature and nothing seems out of place, as, aptly shadowed in the anonymity of comic personas, ‘The Prisoner’ and ‘The Guardsman’ mesh gloved fists with the fretboard and trickle 2000s rock nostalgia among the somewhat disheartened vocal components.

The transition between ‘Safe’ and ‘Hung By A Thread’ shifts between the panels of the release’s comic, striking and villainous. Cinder stabs the horns of the track between her vocal cords, shunting out high phantoms atop an undeniably crunchy string contribution (The Prisoner, The Guardsman, Count Dodo), and, while this track appears thinner than those before it, Cinder bewitches its power and makes it her own, otherworldly and ferocious.

The thicker, more expansive end of the EP sees ‘The Cause’ closing the band out behind an indigo curtain, bowing with Joker-esque grins. The track is steeped with a vampiric tone reminiscent of the 70s; a potent portrayal of a martyr’s grapple with the severity of his belief and the very ignorance that threatens to swamp it. Hazard boots the orange sun out of its hand-drawn sky one final time, before giving Count Dodo‘s emotions the breathing space to crumble as his voice does the same.

From cover to cover, The Fangs Of The Dodo richly embody everything about the freedom encouraged in alternative music, and they express themselves to the fullest both musically and aesthetically. A bright future sets itself up before them, effortlessly.