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Sure, SoCal vampire rockers The Deep Eynde sound a heck of a lot like the Misfits, share their obsession with monsters and devil girls and brooding, have ghoulish noms du rock like Hal Satan and Sean Vomit (Sean Vomit…?) and they’ve got a forelock-sporting, Glenny D.-style pin-up frontman in singer Fate Fatal. But their Disaster debut, Shadowland, puts a surprisingly fresh spin on the Misfits’ crypt-kicking sound…doesn’t it? Actually, no. If you’ve heard any of the post-Danzig Misfits albums, you’ve already heard Shadowland—come to think of it, if you’ve heard any indie-label pop-punk over the last three or four years, you’ve already dived head first into The Deep Eynde. Still, it’s not a complete loss– there must be a snot-nosed brat wearing a Good Charlotte tee somewhere in your neighborhood. This might just save his life.
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-Paul Gaita