Spring 2010

The LP reissue of our self titled full-length CDR from 2005 is here! Well, the band members and a few people close to Nemo have it, but it is not quite yet available to the general public. It's really great though! It has a black gatefold cover, full color front and back artwork and is pressed in CLEAR RED VINYL! It sounds great too! Since we recorded the album entirely in analog, it transfers very well to vinyl! If you want to be notified when it goes on sale, go to the Time Lag website and join the email list!

Spring 2009

Many things have changed since I first wrote about our band for our original website(see below). Rafi lives in Philadelphia and Paul has found a more relaxed home in Asheville, NC. Michael and I are both out of college and living in Washington, DC. Death Chants remains on "indefinite hiatus" although Nemo at Time Lag is preparing a vinyl reissue of our Time-Lag CDR from 2005. I have re-established this website because apparently people are still interested in our music. I hope you enjoy learning about Death Chants as well as the exciting new projects that we are now working on.


(Fall 2005)

Death Chants is the name of our band. We play music from beyond the borders of time and space. There are other worlds through which we wander. Sometimes we can show them to you.

In our band there are three young gentlemen named Rafi, Paul, and Michael, and a girl named Alison. We are all multi-instrumental but have different specialties which you may come to recognize. We have our base of operations in the teeming capital city, Washington DC. Very near to the city there is a park for the C&O Canal and the Potomac River that we like to visit. We see a lot of toads there, which are of varying sizes and colors. The mighty river is of the treacherous, surging, boulderous variety.

Sometimes we drive along River Road, away from the city, to where there are both big houses and big fields. In that area there is an expansive construction site with giant piles of dirt rising from the earth and a nettle-strewn slope descending to a stinking pool of eutrophicated suburban runoff. But in this place there also flocks of massive wild turkeys that make awesome, spastic crash-landings in the trees, and families of foxes, including babies with tiny black feet. And there are many clearings in the small strip of forest that descends from this place to the Canal, in which the gently sloped ground is covered with damp, broad-bladed translucent grass.

In our city at night the sky is orange. With spacecrafts made of sound and magnetic lights and rainbow flame crystals, Rafi and Paul continue to Represent in the city while Michael and Alison go to college in regions of darker skies, in the North and in the near East, respectively. We are all going to go live in beautiful places When We Grow Up, be they space stations or friendlier cities or Bulgarian mountain villages or earthship colonies or cob houses. We do not know when these times will come. Until then we congregate when we can and sometimes from there we blast off to other places.

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