Eyes on Film

There is a sense of something lurking behind Dan Mill’s vocal on ‘Waking Up Dead’ - some black psychic miasma that threatens to geyser out of the song’s surface composure. One gets the impression that the strident melody and artful lyrics are the concrete over dark, swirling currents of pain and regret; emotional deep sea crude. It’s not like it was all bad, but the story of how Dan got to be here, turning melancholy into what already sounds like the kind of radio classic that Pulp or the Killers used to write, started out strange and then got pretty sinister. It might go some way to explaining the bleak euphoria at the heart of Eyes On Film’s sound.