Deathstars
What really affected the material on our latest album, Night Electric Night, I think, was the endless touring for a couple of years. The jabbing frustration, utterly depraved nightclubbing, fights, sex with incredible statistics (all genders, pretty much), the raging search for kicks in general and the constant celebration of the dandy deeds of the Devil. I mean, of corpse, we make Hell look like f*cking sex-add. I have grown to understand that. We are Ms Rocktober in Satan’s favourite porno-mag, and if I may say I think Mother Mary get’s off to us as well.. (I guess that’s why girls call us the Backstreet Boys from Hell. Or is it just our perfect features?) This of course results in chaos and drama and infected relations which gives fuel to the material. Our lives are the total opposites to the impression that you get from a normal musician’s life – I believe Hell is the word I’m looking for. Again.
Our personal problems, weaknesses and narcissism combined with our fascination for 80’s pop as well as very dark heavy rock resulted in this little piece of music. As an example: The first song I loved was Kylie Minogue “The Locomotion”, and that in contrast to what I’ve been really into while growing up, which is rock of all kinds and black metal of course, was a pretty good formula for what we call Deathglam. Combine the ivory loins of pop with the metallic ***k of rock. It’s a sensual mixture, somewhat depraved and utterly destructive in its dark aspects – but never the less – sensual. At least I think.
Like in the song “Death Dies Hard”, which ironizes over the loss childhood/innocence in almost religious terms. Mocking the morals of the generations before us, the morals that restrained us, yet taunted as we are by the grasp of this heritage the song describes how your own childhood has become frightening, because you see how ***ed up you have become. Kind of a neonlight lit nihilistic approach to it like Raskolnikov in Crime and Punishment by Dostoyevsky. Or just a good **ck-song. Or maybe a song suitable to steal a Ferrari to. You’ll be the judge of that.
Easily described: Deathstars is a personal trip and broken mirror reflecting the dark playlands of Europe. I would say that the sixth member on this album was the ”idea” and the aesthetics of Russia, plus the direct vibe of our abode Scandinavia; providing the perfect backdrop to Night Electric Night. For us it will now be interesting to take the darkness of Europe into the land of the free. Begin to unzip your chinos, americanos.
