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1 review | 9 people love this record: be the 10th!

Sevendeaths is a producer who pushes organic, ‘human’ sounds through vigourous digital processes, transforming guitars and suchlike into heavyweight noisy drone suites. Remote Sympathy sounds as large as the hills and as sweeping as a Scottish storm. It’s released by the LuckyMe label on CD and as a double vinyl LP.


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Remote Sympathy by Sevendeaths
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9 people love this record. Be the 10th!
8/10 Jamie Staff review, 21 February 2017

The LuckyMe stable continues its agenda to turn left with the occasional meandering surprise. This here aforementioned ‘meandering surprise’ -- (c) (lucky) me -- just so happens to be Sevendeaths and his first vinyl LP following 2014’s digital only release ‘Concrete Misery’ for the Glasgow-based label. Sevendeaths is the recording alias of Edinburgh's superbly named Steven Shade... so why doesn’t he release under his name? Only Mr Shade knows.

The sound on this record towers. Like a big old monolith. I’m sure you’ve heard that somewhere before, I know I have, but it’s true. Throughout its considerable length and breadth, this album speaks more than anything else of the urban world; of street-lit concrete, of late-night bars and of neon glinting off rain-streaked high street windows. Of structures, but structures within those structures.

All the sounds are digital, often organic in origin with guitars, violins and human voices -- that’s Isla Shade’s vocals in the credits -- processed with the resultant impression that they stalk their environment, the streets and alleyways, to haunt the listener long after dissipating. Sometimes you’ll hear a distorted electric guitar coming through the mist, or a muted trumpet, but they feed into a backwash of creeping electronic drone that with melodic synth stabs creates a cinematic sound journey, while always retaining Steven Shade’s singular voice.




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