Album Review: The Undead Conspiracy - "Case File One"

 

Friends of Derby punk mainstays Dirt Box Disco, the obvious template for the Undead Conspiracy is the Misfits with their punk energy and song titles like House of the Dead and I Wear Your Skin. With this genre undergoing something of a revival in recent years with the rise of bands like the Dead Beats, they've certainly timed their entrance on to the scene pretty well.

The group are pretty tight musically and they tackle the three chord thrash punk style well with some impressively sharp guitar solos as well on tracks like Dance With The Devil. The only slight issue here is that the vocals seem to be a bit low in the mix meaning the singer often sounds like he's struggling to make himself heard above the backing tracks. But as we often say here, you're allowed the odd mistake on your debut and it's something for them to work on next time.

In spite of the less than ideal mix, there's still plenty of good ideas and a good aggressive energy to this band and I've no doubt that with a bit of tweaking and refinement, the Undead Conspiracy could be contenders. For now, they're more of a work in progress than the finished article but certainly any fans of Danzig, Doyle and co looking for something new to listen to this month could do worse than take a punt on this lot.

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