Dead Actors Club
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia
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Press
Bangin' - Alex Dyson- Triple J
This is the sound of living fast, dying young, and leaving a pretty corpse… Local fans are already scrambling to get their faces in front of them and industry types are wanting a piece of them, but Melbourne five-piece Dead Actors Club are keeping their heads down in the lead up to a debut EP. First thing’s first, according to guitarist/vocalist Rob Amoruso, who claims the band’s only priority right now is studio work. - Beat Magazine
In support of the Manics were a group of five Melbournians, otherwise known as Dead Actors Club . With a drum machine, synth, and even a loud speaker, they were able to ignore and obliterate “We want Manics!” chants, replacing them with the more appropriate rhythmic clapping and the occasional cheer. The band's lead singer possesses strong vocal abilites- his singing never faltered, and his performance was devoid of awkward testy pops and vocal strains. Dead Actors Club's music was catchy in its brilliance, their songs thrived on intense climaxes and intricate guitar riffs. The synth wasn't tackily thrust into the main melody of the songs, but existed quietly in the background. It seems as though the band understands and acknowledges their talent, and knows exactly how to use it. They play with the experience and brilliance of a group that understands its potential greatness. - The AU Review
Discography
SINGLE: Hearts Hearts Hearts
EP: Dead Actors Club (self titled)
-Hearts Hearts Hearts
-Tombstone
-Hide
-Nothing In This World
-Bats in the Belfry
http://deadactorsclub.com/ep
http://itunes.apple.com/au/album/dead-actors-club/id409322434
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Bio
Blah blah blah, We're five guys from nowhere, we live in a giant shoe, supported Stereophonics (UK), Manic Street Preachers (UK) and a bunch of international and national bands on some of Australia's biggest stages and had a blast etc.. Bio's bore me as you can probably tell. So instead of going on further, patting ourselves on the back, and saying all the standard things that bands say i'm going to tell you a story...
On a cold cold frosty night, a car skidding out-of-control crashes at 100kph into a rocky embankment, hits a tree, then rolls end-over-end for fifty metres, coming to rest upside down on the opposite side of the road. For whatever reason, the driver survives and decides to start a band. Meanwhile a young man having a night out on the town, comes across a homeless man. "Tell me something wise, and i'll give you all the money i have in my bank account" says the young man "Don't listen to me" replies the homeless man. The young man then withdarws all $410 out of his account, gives it to the homeless man and then lives off peanut butter sandwiches for two weeks until his next paycheck. Fast forward six months, 113 more stories we can't tell at this point, and suddenly we're in a band called Dead Actors Club.
That is how it began. If you want to hear more, come to our live show, and buy merchadise.
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