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Vancouver, BC’s Dead Ghosts have a portfolio of obscure seven inch singles to their name, but it’s almost like they don’t want you to know about them, preferring to release records on obscure European and Iowan labels. They seem to favor flying under the radar. Hopefully all of that is about to change with the release of their first feature full length album. Packed full of foot-stompers, the Dead Ghosts self-titled debut on Florida’s Dying is easy to like, especially for garage aficionados.
Garage, you say with a hint of dread in your voice? At this late date in the year one might be growing tired of the lo-fi garage sound that seems to have been done and overdone ad nauseum, but the Dead Ghosts sneak one in under the wire with a few twists to quell the nausea. While they do mine some depleted veins of beach and surf, the Ghosts also like to douse their garage with a healthy dose of western twang and sprinkling of soul. Fergus and Geronimo have nothing on these guys, but where Fergus & Geronimo’s strengths lie in their ability to infuse soul into their garage, the Dead Ghosts like to add a bit of Johnny Cash, Bo Diddly and even a little spaghetti western a la Ennio Morricone. The best songs on this record are the ones where the garage, soul and twang get all balled up like a tumbleweed. When it happens, your garage hang-over turns into the hair of the dog that bit you.