Triumph of Lethargy Skinned Alive To Death

Their songs are defeatist love letters sent across wires of lo-fi noise, notes of surrender and mourning set to layered eight-track recordings. Where Murder City Devils looked forward to an inevitably bleak future while drunkenly reveling in the present, Triumph of Lethargy Skinned Alive to Death live in the aftermath with resignation and look back with fond regret. Put it another way: Murder City were raging drunk; Triumph are achingly hung-over.