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The Dead Science Villainaire Constellation
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Do you fancy yourself eccentric, sport? Do you like rock operas, captain? Do you fantasize living in a pulp-noir steampunk dystopia where charming characters such as Klaus Nomi, Scott Walker, Edgar Allen Poe and David Bowie linger in alleyways selling pocket watches? Well, then, governor, I’d suggest you tap into The Dead Science’s Villainaire posthaste. This operatic series of dismal ballads, delivered in frontman Sam Micken’s trembling falsetto, pairs nicely with a crisp rock sensibility for a palate-cleansing good time. Plus, they’ve summed up most of our relationships with the brilliant line: “I heard I was terrible to you last night/but I must confess I can’t remember anything.” Be still my beating heart.
–Juliet Bennet-Rylah
