Lately I have taken a liking to the Distillers. Particularly
their album “Coral Fang.” My lofty tastes have given me a penchant for the harpsichord
and organ. Those sanctifying and revitalizing spirits have become my draughts
of choice (d’va;;;;;;;;5, Moi Dix Mois, and Kokuyasou to name a few). So it came as a surprise when the Distillers began to grow on me. Brody
Dalle has a voice that seizes you by your very own innards. I can see how it
can be mistaken for brash fury but, this is tempered with that dejected defiance made palpable by the best punk music. It is as despondently cathartic as
the outpourings of a drunkard singing his laments to an empty alley. I look
forward to hearing what the rest of the punk genre is able to provide.
