THE ATLANTIC MANOR: Sneaking Up On The Death Scene

The Atlantic Manor

Sneaking Up On The Death Scene

© 2005 R. Sell (747014512524)

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Minimalist dirges, shards of feedback and traditional song craft

tracks

1 Closed Casket Getaway
2 Heretic Racer
3 Lamb White Days
4 Sneaking Up On the Death Scene
5 Judas Trip / California By Sea
6 Nervous Breed
7 Mother Rides a Train
8 Pale White Resurrection
9 Are You Going to Sing

notes

Minimalist dirges and stark fractured songs combined with traditional song craft, shards of feedback and somber confessional lyrics have become a trademark. Fans of the off-kilter sect will find a new Champion in THE ATLANTIC MANOR. With each new release, R. Sell continues to carve his own unique niche within the underground community.



KEEPING THE UNDERGROUND ALIVE...
ONE RECORD AT A TIME.

This album along with "THE TROUBLE THAT YOU LEFT" have just been released. The records have yet to be sent out to medis publications for possible review consideration.

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SMOTHER

I must say it sure was great to get such a lovely care package from my buddies in The Atlantic Manor. I was stoked to find not only a lovely t-shirt but copies of both of their new albums. "Sneaking Up on the Death Scene" is a beautifully crafted album that wanders through the underground scene in indie rock dominating everyone lucky enough to take a listen. Sure their vocalist for some can be either hit or miss, but with me it's hit out of the ballpark. Blend his rootsy crooning with artistically refined melancholy and you've got yourself a mighty album that is just begging to be on everyone's play list.

- J-Sin

JERSEY BEAT "Sneaking Up On The Death Scene"

Boldly iconoclastic experimental oddball rocker R. Sell strikes again with yet another marvelously moody and no-frills indie rock outing. Everything which makes Sell's music so strikingly peculiar and arresting is present and accounted for: Sell's fabulously phlegmatic dour mumble, laconically incisive lyrics that speak volumes about heartbreak and regret without wasting a single word, splendidly spare cut-to-the-bare-bones arrangements, slow trudging tempos that clip-clop along at a nicely gradual rate, and an idiosyncratic sensibility that's as startling in its off-beat originality as it is admirable in its steady and unwavering quirkiness.


INDIE DISCO

With a voice like Vic Chestnut's and more twang than one usually associates with Miami, R. Sell of Atlantic Manor is indier than thou and proud of it. "Fuck Matador" reads one insert blurb. "Now go start your own band and press a record" reads another. Just to make sure we get the idea, Atlantic Manor has self-released not one but two full length CDs, The Trouble that You Left and Sneaking Up On The Death Scene on Do Too Records.

There is a bit of southern gothic to this Atlantic Manor, as evident in the architecture of the music as the distinctly sombre lyrics. R. Sell has a preoccupation with death, but that's not necessarily a bad thing. Scud Mountain Boys did roughly the same kind of thing back in '93, and it was a selling point. Like the Scuds, Atlantic Manor is a four piece that tends to sound like it plays sitting down around a kitchen table. Although that's not to say they can't crank up the distortion and rock.

The Trouble That You Left is a musical journal of loneliness and despair, but for some odd reason, it's not depressing. 'Your White Is Gray' is almost upbeat, with the boppy chorus: "It's ok, it's a beautiful day if you want to leave..." 'Black Dress' is blackly catchy, and 'Two Story House,' despite its length, is an interesting exercise in low-key effect-mongering. 'It's Got To Hurt Someone,' the midtempo pop ballad that closes out the album, makes of misery a palace - or at least, a decent apartment.

Death Scene is darker still - perhaps there's a method to their madness? Recorded in a few takes with no rehearsal, it's got a raw quality and less twang than its co-release. Keening guitars moan and cry like suicides in the night while 'Judas Trip' sounds a death knell. If R. Sell is a tortured soul hell-bent on self-destruction, this record is a testament. (Let's hope he isn't.)

You can find out everything and more about The Atlantic Manor by visiting their web site at http://www.theatlanticmanor.com.

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