After the Inferno

about this album

Things look brighter in the light of day so it is any wonder that we choose the night? The darkness is more forgiving as well as very supportive of outlandish ideas and schemes. Wrong side of town back alleys and the shadows that stay just out of reach of the blurred light across the tracks are where The Bad Things live. In the case of After the Inferno, hanging around The Bad Things is exactly where you need to be. So, back to the alley and as you open the door to your destination, chaotic cabaret notes, beats and bravado pulls you in with promises. The Bad Things wake in a small attic somewhere deep in Russia as the “Grifter’s Life” plays, they high step in and out of the Midwest in “Lincoln”, drift down a Hawaiian mountainsides on the mist of soft string sighs and exit the album on a funereal march courted by lush horns and a persistent concertina on “Death to the Inferno”. - From The Alternate Root. See more at: http://thealternateroot.com/index.php? User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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