Words by Sean Moeller, Illustration by Johnnie Cluney, Recording engineered by Mike Gentry
Stardeath and White Dwarfs mean for you to think that there are many sets of eyes looking at you. They've meant for you to have turned into a paranoid person who can still sit still long enough to appreciate a really fucking beautiful sunset. They make you think that certain colors are coming to get you, that the lights are different forms of voodoo, set on striking you down.
The band from Norman, Oklahoma, fronted by the Flaming Lips' Wayne Coyne's nephew Dennis Coyne makes stalking as real as it can get. You feel as if you're on the edge of your seat, while listening, letting the extreme feeling of being chased, of being caught, of being abducted take you over.