Against the Night

Rolling Towards the Sun

Rolling Towards The Sun

Whispering Air Raid Sirens

Cello Lady

Wasn't Looking

Girl Underground

Plastic Stars

The cutting new release from Portland, OR modern soul band Dead Men Talking pleads with "the man" to lay down his arms or off with his head. Sprinkled with tasty piano, organ and guitar solos hearkening back to late 60's Rolling Stones, let "A Letter" shake up your angst for the inequality of capitalism and "living like a glamorized slave in a cage".

Artwork by Stanley Nelson

Lyrics:
Is it too much to ask to lay down your arms 
This fighting won't get you nowhere 
And I heard the crash of your house of cards 
is closer than it appeared to be 

Are you scared 
way up in your high chair 
Have your knees gone weak 
There's so much despair 
at the foot of your stairs 
You'd better watch your feet 

Have you ever wondered what it's like down here 
Living as a glamorized slave in a cage 
I aint no prophet I don't claim to be 
but it can't remain the same for all eternity 

You should be scared 
way up in your easy chair 
I see your knees gone weak 
There's too much despair 
at the foot of your stairs 
It just might kill you in your sleep 

I just might kill you in your sleep

A Letter Single

Dead Men Talking - A Letter

Around My Grave by Dead Men Talking
Official music video here:
youtu.be/0FRl1ZmspWo

lyrics:
Somewhere in it there's a song
This life of mine
A whole collection of singing postcards flying
like prayer flags in the desert wind
But it's only the beginning
I was only born at dawn
Tangled in the twisted pines
Of the California sun

Oh Mama, I think I'm lost
And I think you warned me not to cross
Oh Daddy, I think I've been saved
I'm chasing dreams around my grave

Before the diamond stars sell themselves to the night
I'd like to steal one and hide it's light
So when I'm done with all this running around
Got kids, a wife, all settled down
Then when I'm old, beyond repair
I'll sell my diamond to the gatekeeper

These are desperate times in a dark, dark world
But won't you dance with me on the sinking ship
The earthquake sleeps yet and the oil still flows
It's the devil's path, but it's paved in gold

credits:
released September 29, 2019
Released September 29th, 2019
Written, recorded and produced by Dead Men Talking 2019. Mastered by Gus Elg at Sky Onion Studios.

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Around My Grave

Dead Men Talking is a rock band from Portland, OR. Formed in 2014, the members are songwriter Corey Distler of The Martyrs and Zinnie for Short, multi-instrumentalist Casey Becker of Project Eldridge, organist/guitarist Paul Hasenberg of Sallie Ford's band and Shores of Oblivion and drummer Max Lilien of The Fourth Wall and Southern Belle. Their first release, a self-titled EP, drew from the classic bands of the 60's and 70's as well as Distler's jazz piano and composition studies at Portland State University. The single "Lord Knows I Don't Care" was described as "an addicting sound wave of a ride" by Girl Underground. After their first national tour the band released a music video for the single "All Into Gold" (watch it here: https://youtu.be/vZA3GAhf45c) about which No Depression wrote “Slick, soulful and tempered with swanky melodies, this track is a stellar sampling of one of indie rock’s more provocatively stylized acts…” This was followed by a second single entitled "A Letter". They have shared the stage with the likes of: Sallie Ford, 1939 Ensemble, Months & Foxy Lemon and are at work on their first full length album to be recorded at Jackpot! Studios (Elliott Smith, Quasi, Built To Spill, Sleater-Kinney, Sonic Youth, R.E.M., The Decemberists, M. Ward) with Engineer David Pollock (Cake, Portugal. The Man, Tango Alpha Tango).