Brooklyn New York City Five guys, a city where everything is already about to happen, a banjo, a fiddle, a drum set littered with gas cans, chains, and broken cymbals and a twisted conservative country surrounding you.Of course they're not the ordinary type of musicians. But just because all of those environmental circumstances, O'Death is doing this unique and also familiar sound, which is catching you after the first seconds. A Modern American Post-Country with great sense of witt and a voice that even outshines Alec Ounsworth from Clap Your Hands and Say Yeah
"This New York band draws from the starkness and spiritual purity of Appalachian folk, the noisemongering of punk and the rowdy theatricality of Tom Waits. With quiet pluckings of banjo and angry, anarchic hols, its songs jumble the sacred and profane"-- The New York Times
"This New York band draws from the starkness and spiritual purity of Appalachian folk, the noisemongering of punk and the rowdy theatricality of Tom Waits. With quiet pluckings of banjo and angry, anarchic hols, its songs jumble the sacred and profane"-- The New York Times
"This New York band draws from the starkness and spiritual purity of Appalachian folk, the noisemongering of punk and the rowdy theatricality of Tom Waits. With quiet pluckings of banjo and angry, anarchic hols, its songs jumble the sacred and profane"-- The New York Times
"This New York band draws from the starkness and spiritual purity of Appalachian folk, the noisemongering of punk and the rowdy theatricality of Tom Waits. With quiet pluckings of banjo and angry, anarchic hols, its songs jumble the sacred and profane"-- The New York Times
"This New York band draws from the starkness and spiritual purity of Appalachian folk, the noisemongering of punk and the rowdy theatricality of Tom Waits. With quiet pluckings of banjo and angry, anarchic hols, its songs jumble the sacred and profane"-- The New York Times
