Which brings us to the present:
Legend has it that The Brothers recently gathered in a remote Swiss mountain village and fueled by wicked wine and strong spirits, cut a disk that merges the worlds of Richard Wagner, Dashiell Hammet and Georges Brassens.
It will not take long for the analysts to enter the scene and ask:
Is it Jazz?
Is it blues?
Is it avantgarde folk?
Or is it simply Rock ‘n’ Roll?
The answer is: YES!
It’s all of that, tightly wrapped into an exotic little package.
For the Dead Brothers nothing is sacred and everything is profane…or is nothing profane and everything sacred?
So one day when the good Lord sits down to a few glasses of Escorial after a hard day’s work and the light is just right you might see The Dead Brothers pulling their pump organ, upright bass, banjo, lap steel guitar and singing saw down the main drag of your home town and sitting down at a Mahogoni bar at the Marquis de Sade’s, holding up glasses of Escorial and toasting toward heaven before hitting the stage and seducing you into a world of love, pain and magic.
M.A. Littler, Frankfurt, january 2010 . . . . . You should download the "Infosheet" for more informations !