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Flowers for the Dead is the Washington DC based rock project of guitarist/vocalist Ella Buskirk, and drummer Rickey Martinez. Blending elements of indie rock and shoegaze while nodding to the bands influence of 90’s alternative rock.
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People in my life / so beautiful — none of them have the right to be alone," goes the one-two punch in the chorus of Prude's "Cowboy Beatdown," songwriter Nick Bairatchnyi's signature rasp catching around a minor chord as he pleads. "When I call / pick up the phone," he demands, and the instrumentation pummels home this insistence. The single is a shoulder-shaking reintroduction to the DC rock band and the first hint of a full-length record to follow. The song sounds desperate, and for good reason — why should we accept the status quo of allowing ourselves to casually grow apart from the people that sustain us? Prude asks, maintains eye contact, and asks again. Nick Bairatchnyi has long practiced a habit of examining connection in song — the longing for it, the obstacles to it, the surprising shapes it takes — initially forging his insight in beloved indie-pop act The Obsessives, a project formed while Bairatchnyi was just in high school. Even then, his poignant ability to capture the space between individuals was clear — no matter how saccharine their hooks, Bairatchnyi's pathos always grounded the band's emotional palette. The founding of Prude marks a return to Bairatchnyi's native DC — the outfit consists of his childhood friends in Ray Brown (drums) and Alex Bass (bass / mixing / engineering), both also of Snail Mail — but their sound is undeniably inflected by an early adulthood stint in Philadelphia, a city where the form and function of songs are twisted into brilliant, novel results in basements any night of the week. But while some use abstraction to affect distance, Bairatchnyi and his collaborators wield their schooling in it to name the degrees that separate us from one another. "Now I'm part of you and you're part of me," he sings, rivulets of feedback and distortion coursing around him. "Let's close the door and obliterate the mystery
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