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Just a few years after I met Jethro and Renaissance, I begun to accept my "dark side". And I must confess that I live much better since then. I was walking only in the patch of light, before, but then I learned about balance and I gave room to my cyberpunk-gothic blood. It was then that Brendan Perry and Lisa Gerrard crossed my road. And, oh man, I became really in love with Dead can Dance. I learned to do not fear death, and so to do not fear life. Death is as beautiful as life, darkness is as necessary as light, as the ancient celts already knew...
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d.gif (7196 bytes)ead Can Dance combines elements of European folk music -- particularly music from the Middle Ages and the Renaissance -- with ambient pop and worldbeat flourishes. Their songs are of lost beauty, regret and sorrow, inspiration and nobility, and of the everlasting human goal of attaining a meaningful existence.

Over the course of their career, Dead Can Dance has featured a multitude of members, but two musicians have remained at the core of the band -- guitarist Brendan Perry and vocalist Lisa Gerrard. Perry had previously been the lead vocalist and bassist for the Australian-based punk band the Scavengers, a group who were never able to land a recording contract. In 1979, the band changed their name to the Marching Girls, but they still weren't able to sign a contract. The following year, Perry left the group and began experimenting with electronic music, particularly tape loops and rhythms. In 1981, Perry formed Dead Can Dance with Lisa Gerrard, Paul Erikson, and Simon Monroe. By 1982, Perry and Gerrard decided to relocate to London; Erikson and Monroe decided to stay in Australia.

Within a year, Dead Can Dance had signed a record deal with 4AD. In the spring of 1984, they released their eponymous debut album, comprised of songs the pair had written in the previous four years. By the end of the year, the group had contributed two tracks to It'll End in Tears, the first album by This Mortal Coil, and had released an EP called Garden of the Arcane Delights. In 1985, Dead Can Dance released their second album, Spleen and Ideal. The album helped build their European cult following, peaking at number two on the U.K. indie charts.

For the next two years, Dead Can Dance were relatively quiet, releasing only two new songs in 1986, both which appeared on the 4AD compilation Lonely Is an Eyesore. Within the Realm of a Dying Sun, the group's third album, appeared in 1986. In 1988, the band released their fourth album, The Serpent's Egg and wrote the score for the Agustin Villarongas film, El Nino de La Luna, which also featured Lisa Gerrard in her acting debut.

Aion, Dead Can Dance's fifth album, was released in 1990. Also in 1990, the group toured America for the first time, earning rave reviews. The following year, the group was involved in various festivals and theatrical productions. In 1992, the compilation A Passage in Time was released on Rykodisc, making it the first American release of Dead Can Dance music. Early in 1993, the group provided the score to Baraka and contributed songs to Sahara Blue. In the fall of 1993, the group released Into the Labyrinth, which became their first proper studio album to receive an American release. Into the Labyrinth was a cult success throughout the U.S. and Europe. It was followed by another American and European tour, which was documented on the 1994 album and film, Toward the Within. In 1995, Lisa Gerrard released her debut solo album, The Mirror Pool. In the summer of 1996, Dead Can Dance released Spiritchaser and embarked on an international tour.

     -- Stephen Thomas Erlewine & Vladimir Bogdanov

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Dead Can Dance may be the ultimate cult band of a certain somber type. The group, formed in Melbourne, Australia, in the early 1980's by Brendan Perry and Lisa Gerrard, has released six albums on 4AD, a London pop label specializing in music aswirl with a heavy Gothic atmosphere. And in concert at Town Hall, where the sextet sold out two shows on Wednesday and Thursday, the spectral mood of its music was reinforced by an artful, low-key theatricality. Thursday's concert also drew an intensely devout, ethereal-looking audience, with many people wearing black.

Wearing a floor-length white gown and with her blond hair in braids, Miss Gerrard, who has chiseled, Garbo-like features, presents herself as a solemn New Age Brunnhilde. That image might seem pretentious were it not for her voice, a commanding folk alto with a buzzing vibrato that matches her look by lending the material an austere Celtic flavor.

Standing at a lectern and playing a hammered dulcimer on Thursday, Miss Gerrard suggested a grieving angel conjuring spiritual fire in a desolate landscape. Although her style is rooted in Anglo-Celtic traditions, she stretched her voice to bring in other historical and global echoes, from medieval liturgical chants to Middle Eastern dance music. From wistful lullabies sounding like the Irish singer Enya, her voice soared into an impassioned wordless declamation reminiscent of Diamanda Galas.

Mr. Perry, who alternated the lead vocals with Miss Gerrard, is a bit more of a rocker. And at moments his singing, in a fervent style that elided words and strung them into extended semi-coherent phrases, recalled Jim Morrison's rock crooning, minus its savage exclamations.
What sets Dead Can Dance above most other bands that aspire to a solemn all-purpose mysticism is its care for balanced textures and a dynamic precision that approaches that of a classical ensemble. While Dead Can Dance doesn't use conventional rock drums, its mixture of electronic keyboards, guitar and traditional folk instruments features amplified folk drumming that turns the most vigorous numbers into driving ritualistic chants that feel more Middle Eastern (and even African) than Celtic.

The blend of elements made for a satisfying concert in which the sweep of rock, the refinement of chamber music, the simplicity of folk and Miss Gerrard's iconic presence sustained a mood of animated mystical contemplation.

     Stephen Holden, New York Times

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Hollywood's grand old Roosevelt Hotel offers a cornucopia of Tinsel Town diversions for the visiting tourist: One can study the architecture in the lobby from the couches, relax with a drink in the Cinegrill to oftentimes cheesy lounge acts, stroll across the street to admire the famous hand and footprints at the Chinese Theater or even brave the riff-raff of Hollywood Boulevard to examine the bronze star of one's favorite celebrity.

One thing, however, that is not encouraged - as a rather rowdy Englishman discovered one night - is taking a loud, full-bottle-of-tequila-fueled midnight skinny-dip in the pool. Security guards were called in toute de suite, and the soggy Brit was sent to his room to dry out.

The hoot of the matter becomes apparent when the aforementioned troublemaker turns out to be none other than Dead Can Dance's Brendan Perry. You know, the guy with the haunting baritone who sounds like he probably spends his free time wandering moors in the moonlight or chanting in darkened churches amidst a circle of candles. Those who know Perry know better. "I've got a bit of a wild streak," is all he'll admit.

The next afternoon, Perry's other Dead Can Dance half Lisa Gerrard are sitting in the Roosevelt lobby quietly engaging a cup of hot raspberry tea. All around her, a truckload of Brits in town for the 4AD/All Virgos Are Mad anniversary celebration mill about. It's immediately obvious which member of Dead Can Dance spent the evening out reveling.

If Perry embodies the boisterous, untamed aspect of this duo then certainly Gerrard is its component of tranquillity; though Perry will later insist that "she used to be a lot wilder; she's just mellowed more than I have over the years." Hers is the angelic voice that floats, lofts and scales registers effortlessly - somehow never sounding quite of this earth. She even looks angelic. Strawberry blonde hair - pulled back in a halo-like black velvet headband - frames a pale face of classic Garbo proportions. Her dress recalls a choirboy's robe: high-collared, long and flowing. Really, she looks more like she belongs in a renaissance painting than a hotel swarming with record industry types.

Perry has begged off this portion of the interview in order to recover from the previous evening's festivities - the culmination of the 4AD/Virgos invasion - and is presumably upstairs abed with the shades well shut. "It went on all night and sort of ended with Brendan singing 'Roll Out The Barrel,'" Gerrard chuckles knowingly. "It's been a rather hectic week."

And Dead Can Dance is accustomed to a somewhat slower pace, at least in terms of their career. After 12 years, seven albums and a dedicated cult following, their music is finally managing to creep into the mainstream. It's popped up in a variety of places, some bizarre (a chase scene in 'Miami Vice,' an Olympic anthem), some quite on target (the soundtrack of the art film Baraka). Nineteen-ninety-three's Into The Labyrinth not only netted alternative radio station airplay but topped Billboard's Heatseekers chart the second week of its release - an odd position for an album that draws on Gregorian chants and Middle Eastern dance. Their latest offering Toward The Within (a live record with several new tracks) is already charting in the alternative lists.

So in a time continuum replete with grunge rock, riot grrrls and the resurgence of punk, is the world ready for a little ancient music? Apparently, increasingly so: A group of Benedictine Monks even managed to break into the charts, and its success inspired the recent release of Abbess Hildegard Von Bingen's works. Contemporary artists have toyed with elements of the ancient - from Led Zeppelin and their visions of Valhalla to Enigma's dance explorations of the Gregorian Chant - but nobody's had the balls to make it the cornerstone of their musical repertoire like Dead Can Dance.
"I'm not a sociologist but I think people are being forced to look deeper at other areas of their own existence to try to find a way of maintaining balance outside of material things. And music is the thing that nourishes the soul," explains Gerrard. "I think people are finding now with world music and ancient music that there is a lot of power there that's waking up things inside them that they didn't know were there before. But unfortunately, we are not prudent with the way we listen. Music is like wallpaper now; people don't listen."

Much like the character of Dead Can Dance's sonic influences, Gerrard's ideas about music and its creation tend toward the spiritual or at least holistic side. If contemporary pop/rock is about "self" and the purging and laying bare of the artist's soul, Dead Can Dance view the creation process as something more divine and entirely less personal. Musical inspiration, according to Gerrard, is a gift and for said gift one must serve as a vessel - "a medium for which the work to pass through."
The artist initially shapes and molds the creation, but ultimately must set it free. "I think when somebody uses music as therapy, it's useful for that, but I find by listening to it I feel like I'm a voyeur. People are very voyeuristic but you don't realize how dangerous this is the artist," insists Gerrard. "They're pouring out their soul just to get some disgusting backlash from the press two years down the road, and they completely destroy that person. Maybe it's been good therapy for the artist but then they've got nothing left and nobody wants anything from them. I think you really need to take all of that out before you give your work to the public. You've got to be sure that what you're doing is something to nourish, to move away from the immediate things, the immediate psychosis."

Unsurprisingly, Dead Can Dance has managed to stay well out of the media's image-defining spotlight, preferring to have listeners focus on the music, not their personal lives. But a slight loosening of this custom is in evidence with the release of the Toward The Within long-form video that accompanies the album. Director Mark Magdison (who'd previously used the duo's music in his Baraka) documented an invitation-only concert last year in addition to shooting intimate Q&A format interview footage of the pair. For the first time, fans can not only see live performances captured on celluloid but a glimpse inside two people who, up until now, have remained something of an enigma.

Gerrard confesses initial trepidation about the idea of cameras during a show while Perry, on the other hand, was pretty much nonplused. "Look, I perform with my eyes closed because I find that aids in my concentration," he laughs. "Plus, we can barely see the first row of the audience because of the lights, much less the cameras. So for me it really wasn't a problem."

Brendan Perry is the product of a not entirely unpredictable English upbringing. As a kid in London, he'd wait till his parents were out and his brothers and sisters in bed and then crank up the West Side Story soundtrack, singing along while enacting the scenes. Life got slightly hipper in the Sixties, thanks to a rather swinging, nightclub croupier auntie with a single-buying fetish. The young Perry would plop a thick stack of her 45s on the turntable, strap on his John, Paul, George and Ringo toy guitar and airjam to everything from Motown to early Mersey Beat to Presley to the Dave Clarke Five.
"Music was always a very visual experience for me," chuckles Perry, who's phoning his insight from back home in Ireland. "It was always a physical, visionary experience where I'd imagine myself in certain situations with the music. It wasn't a superficial thing for just listening pleasure."
At ten, Perry started amassing classical discs and soundtracks ("I don't know why," he muses, "probably because they were cheap: only a couple of bob down in the market stalls"). By 14 he had exchanged his Beatles plaything for a real guitar and taught himself to play on a sixweek ocean crossing when he and his family relocated to New Zealand.

Meanwhile, over in Australia, a young Lisa Gerrard was feeding off the exotic music that lofted from the windows of her Greek/Turkish immigrant neighborhood. "It was a pretty crummy area but certainly a paradise musically," she recalls. "I remember walking around the streets as a child and hearing these beautiful arabesque voices just oozing out of the buildings, and I know that's influenced me. There's too much of that in my work, and it's been there from the beginning. When I was 13 playing the piano, I was playing arabesque sounding things."

Unsurprisingly, her record collection consisted not of Beatles and Stones albums but Arabic, Greek and Turkish discs she'd find at local opportunity shops, the occasional Roxy Music and Pink Floyd selection serving as the only "modern" factor. Punk rock came along, and while it may not have been kindred folk sonically, it's DIY spirit appealed to Gerrard. So at 17, she took her avant-garde works and an accordion to some of Melbourne's rougher pubs, where she wasn't too terribly well-received by the local denizen. "They'd just scream for me to get off the stage," she laughs.

It was about this time that Gerrard met Perry, who was singing and playing bass in a fairly conventional band called the Marching Girls "and wasn't at all sure about what I was trying to do," he says.

"When I first met her, I wasn't sure about getting involved with her - she's a pretty forthright woman. She doesn't pull punches, and she wasn't averse to giving a man a good slapping from time to time if he needed it."

The two became romantically involved and then eventually began to collaborate musically. After two years of washing dishes in Melbourne restaurants, they saved up enough money to move to London, where they were signed by 4AD and , in 1984, released their first record: Dean Can Dance. A rather goth-like effort, their debut was misinterpreted by many as somewhat morbid, but it nonetheless set the stage for future works: 1985's Spleen And Ideal, '86's Within The Realm Of A Dying Sun, '88's The Serpent's Egg, '90's Aion, '92's A Passage In Time (a best of collection with two new songs) and finally '93's Into The Labyrinth.

"I sort of see Dead Can Dance's music as interpretations of influences of classical, world and ethnic music made more accessible to some extent to us Westerners," explains director Magdison, who's now joined Lisa at the Roosevelt for tea. "One thing that I responded to in their music is the almost primordial essence to things that people respond to on an unconscious level. It's not an electoral kind of thing but when you touch it you get a very powerful response."
As Dead Can Dance plodded toward global recognition, the relationship between Gerrard and Perry changed. "We found that something had to go because we were lovers for a number of years and were making music - we were basically living each other's dream worlds, too - and we lost focus of each other," explains Perry. "It was the music or our physical relationship, so we opted for the music - we felt that was probably more important to us. It was painful to go through. In retrospect, I think we chose wisely."

Today the duo has reached a point where they can live - quite literally - on opposite ends of the earth (Gerrard, now a mother of two, resides in the rural Snow River Mountains of Australia, Perry in a restored 19th Century church in rural Ireland) and make Dead Can Dance work. Both toil in their own studios, creating the seeds of future Dead Can Dance compositions that are allowed to fully blossom when the two actually meet and record. "We've always pretty much written independently of one another," says Gerrard, "so it's not as unusual as it sounds."

Increasingly, the two have also pursued endeavors outside the group. Gerrard, in addition to just recording with the Melbourne Symphony Orchestra, scored the Temenos production of Oedipus Rex in Ireland. Both she and Perry contributed to Hector Zazou's Sahara Blue album and scored Agustin Villarongas' film El Nino De La Luna (in which Gerrard also made her acting debut). It is by seeing the two perform on their own that one becomes acutely aware of just how much of a "cocktail," as Perry puts it, Dead Can Dance really is. For Gerrard's Los Angeles All Virgos Are Mad show at McCabe's, it's almost a classical approach. The crowd is seated and reverent - awed even - as Gerrard wordlessly, noiselessly take the stage. The theater is completely dark, save for the spotlight beamed onto the dais where Gerrard, clad in a flowing white gown, and her assemblage of musicians wend their way through soaring liturgical-like creations. She doesn't speak between songs, and the audience, in response, claps quietly.

Smash cut to Perry at the LA rock club the Troubadour, and it's a slightly more raucous affair. People pound beers while Perry, with only one other musician for accompaniment, runs through a slew of songs to the boisterous appreciation of the crowd. That hallmark baritone is ever-present, but the sound and feeling of the music are centuries removed from his work with Gerrard.

"Performing on my own is far more relaxing than a Dead Can Dance show," he readily admits.

The marked differences between the two performers solo may sound an alert fans. But far from heralding the demise of Dead Can Dance for two solo careers, it only serves as a catalyst for when they work together. "We had a big dream [with Dead Can Dance] and it's starting to make sense now. I mean, we only started making money [as musicians] five years ago. Brendan and I are very, very close friends. I don't even want to know what life would be like if Brendan weren't around somewhere," Gerrard exclaims in earnest. "I mean, who would I ask whether something was crap or not?"

Brendan recalls some of the ways they prepared for shows back then. "She would run around the block and be all out of breath before a show, but would swear it clears the lungs so you could really sing strongly." Lisa looks a bit embarrassed. "What a nutcase," she laughs. "I discovered that from running home after school really fast. I always sounded better after running home."

Sean Bowley of the band Eden has admired Brendan and Lisa's work since his own band started up around 1980 in the same Melbourne scene that spawned other notable bands like Nick Cave's Birthday Party. "There was a very creative musical community and diversity of bands in Melbourne from 1980 to 1983 that seems to be called the 'little bands,'" Bowley explains. "That's what the film Dogs in Space refers to but it's an inaccurate description. They all played at the Crystal Ballroom.

"There was a real emphasis on using common instruments in unusual ways. Dead Can Dance were much more aggressive back then, but not in a punk context, it was more in a Joy Division context. They had a really driving rhythm section that made it in some ways to their first album."

"When you listen to our albums, there's a natural progression," points out Brendan. "A metamorphosis. The difference between the first and second album is immense. That was a large stretch because we had basically been with guitar, bass and drums. Through the years, we started choosing sounds that couldn't be expressed through those instruments. We were streamlining our sound, in a way, but also choosing more palates. We also had access to more tonalities. We really needed that."

"I think everyone on any musical level needs that to explore for a natural evolution, Lisa adds. 

"It's a vehicle," Brendan continues, "whether it be in Arabic or medieval form, that expresses what we are."

Lisa and Brendan's strong sense of what they wanted for their band caused them to change the entire make-up and contributions of other members early on. It was apparently this form of tight control that Lisa and Brendan wanted that caused Paul Erikson to leave the band in 1983 and fly back to Australia. "Initially we had intended to be a group where people were co-writing and inputing ideas," says Brendan. "They could use Dead Can Dance as a catalyst for their creativity. But as we progressed it just became apparent to Lisa and I that the kind of music we were writing was unique and the others weren't in the same vein. So we decided, as our writing capabilities grew stronger, there wasn't any point in maintaining this ideal of a group-writing situation."

4AD's Ivo believes that Brendan and Lisa's strong sense of control and self belief has propelled the band to where they are now. "They've been the most consistent of all the people I've ever worked with in their attitude and motivation. They've absolutely stuck to their guns. They've learned to follow their own instincts and, as far as Brendan's concerned, learned how to create the sounds that he wanted himself to become an extraordinary producer. They're role models for the way things can be done in this industry if you're talented and your motivation is music as opposed to success, money. They're truly self-sufficient. They make records at their own pace and the kind of records they want to make with no interference of direction from the record company. We've banged heads a couple of times, but ultimately, they've always been right for Dead Can Dance and I respect them for that."

An old rusty truck rattles up the path outside the church. A man in thigh-high Wellington boots gets out. It's another local, this time peddling coal. His two friends wait in the truck, blasting traditional Celtic folk on the beater's old stock radio. As Lisa leaves the door open to make the exchange, the Egyptian music playing inside the church intermingles with the Celtic sound outside.

"I don't know how you can call us Gothy," Lisa says in a slightly peeved tone, while discussing allegations that Dead Can Dance pioneered the Goth style, laying the groundwork for megagloom bands like Sisters of Mercy and the Mission. "If you look at us, we predate Gothic music anyway. Out music has evolved in so many different areas, how could you think it possibly fits in one genre. That has always been the problem in getting airplay, that you can't capsulize what we do. It's a very lazy description that was picked up on from one album and it's stuck."

Sam Rosenthal is owner of Projekt Records in Los Angels, a label the describes as "gothic ambient." Projekt bands include Lycia, Thantos, Alio Die, and Rosenthal's own group, Black Tape for a Blue Girl. Although he claims he's not heavily influenced by their sound, he holds a great deal of respect for Dead Can Dance. "A person's comments that Dead Can Dance are gloomy are based upon how that music makes them feel. I find Dead Can Dance very uplifting and enlightening. 'Morose' isn't the adjective I'd use at all. The band stir scarry emotions because their music makes you think. Most people don't like to think, so when they do, they're often not happy. Their life isn't as glorious as they would hope."

In order to understand something that's foreign or new, people often have to either peg it into some already existing category or realm, or tear it down and destroy it. "No one really understood what it was we were trying to achieve," Lisa says. "They thought Brendan was a lunatic because he was doing five-hour soundchecks. We were trying to do something that had a standard and quality that we had set. It wasn't about money and being onstage, it was about creating something that was poetic and absolute. We must be totally convinced by the work and, by being totally convinced, we've carried on. We want to take people outside the mundane, the void of existence that has been created for us so far by ourselves."

"The music brings us into another state," Brendan continues. "Music is an escape that sometimes plays on emotional tensions, but is a release at the same time. It's surrealism, which is a higher sense of realism."

"Our music brings us beyond being just human beings that eat and shit and watch TV," Lisa adds. "We can do something great that brings us in contact with the earth, each other and ourselves."

Dead Can Dance were flat out broke for the first half of their career. It wasn't until the late '80s, when the two split up--Lisa moving to Spain and Brendan to Ireland--that they began making royalties. The band's last album Aion sold over 75,000 copies. "in the beginning, we were living on twelve pounds a week. All the money we earned, if any, was put right back into the band by buying instruments," recalls Brendan. "As long as we got a pint in on the weekend. But we started living off our music five years ago, then making a little in the past four. You know, compilations, soft drink ads," he jokes, "also films, documentaries."

"Their music doesn't have a limited appeal," says Projekt's Sam Rosenthal, explaining why Dead Can Dance's popularity has increased. "it carries across more than a guitar-based alternative band. They reach a wide range of people and you don't have to be into one kind of music. Anyone from 14 to 49 can feel it--maybe for different reasons but not many people who listen to classical would care about Nirvana. New agers, classical fans, world music and goth fans would probably like Dead Can Dance if they gave it a shot."

In the most recent edition of The Trouser Press Record Guide, a reference book to alternative and underground music, you'll find Dead Can Dance sandwiched between the Dead Boys and the Dead Kennedys. The band's entry, written by David Sherida, the entry describes Dead Can Dance's sound as "all-too-precious"; other critics have described the band as outright pretentious.

"We all pretend," responds Lisa. "It's through pretending that we arrive at something. I don't think being pretentious is a negative thing. We should all be allowed. But as a description, it's a very lazy way of saying 'I don't understand.' Isn't part of the challenge trying to understand the nuance of the words and music?"

But Gerrard herself has been characterized in interviews as haughty even to the point of being absolutely loopy. As a result, she stopped doing interviews entirely for a good five years. "When I was reading these articles, I was thinking, 'You're only telling me about you. You're not telling me about something that's outside of everyday life or something that's inspired you. You're telling me how cynical you are.' I'm not prepared to get ripped to shreds while Brendan seems much more capable of saying the right things." He laughs and says, "That's us. Mr. Logic and Miss Flyaway."

As the sun goes down, the farms and green knolls seem to totally disappear in a countryside void of street lamps. The waning light casts weird shadows across the church. For the first time today, Brendan and Lisa are looking comfortable around one another. "When you're working and in a relationship with someone," says Lisa, "it can be really hurtful. When things get tough, you can't walk away and go home. It breaks down after awhile and it's a pity. When we split up we decided we wouldn't work together again but the music was so strong. We threatened each other about not ever working together again, 'This is it! I never want to see you again!'

"It's our mutual passion for music that keeps us together," says Brendan, "keeps us alive."

     Erin Culley, Raygun


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