
As the story goes, Denali frontwoman Maura Davis chucked her ambition to be an opera singer because singing in a rock band seemed like more fun. If this is Davis' idea of fun, opera must really suck. Amidst an arresting collision of angular melodies, fractured rhythms and Davis' overpowering voice, Denali's self-titled debut is awash in the tortured melancholy of a woman whose relationship demons have driven her to the edge. She tiptoes along that edge on "You File" and "Everybody Knows," her voice swooping in and out while guitars lurch and lunge behind her. The band, which includes Davis' brother Keeley of the post-hardcore outfit Engine Down, seems occasionally overwhelmed by Davis' singular presence, but at the record's best moments, they match her pathos step for harrowing step. Synths shake unsteadily across the moody, art-damaged, trip-hop dirge "Relief," as she intones lines like "move or I may implode," more warning of her imminent collapse than threatening it. The fun, it seems, never stops.
DAVID PEISNER
(April 30, 2002)
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