Kid Silver, Dead City Sunbeams

by PopMatters Staff

 

Apparently Ken Griffin doesn’t look upon his time in Rollerskate Skinny with much fondness—the press kit for Dead City Sunbeams describing the defunct group as a “shining catastrophe” from which Griffin was “liberated.” In Griffin’s new incarnation as Kid Silver, he has produced a rather melancholy record (not a bad thing), laced with a bit of early Britpop (“Hey Trespasser”), moody, loungey soundscapes (“67 Cities of Light”), a touch of synth-drenched goth (“My Electric Sky”), and a dose of off-kilter, debonair, Divine Comedy-style lounge pop (“Dead City Sunbeams”). Liberated may just be the best way to describe Griffin’s current effort, as he has grown beyond the psychedelic pop of his earlier band to enlarge the palette from which he creates his haunting tunes.

Dead City Sunbeams

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