This is a soundtrack to a movie that doesn't exist. It's a movie filledwith adventure, romance, and regret as swashbuckling privateers sailthe seven seas, coming to port just long enough to break a few heartsand make a few mistakes. The sailor's life is at once glorified, as in"Jean Lafitte," a rollicking sing-a-long sea shanty wherein the titlecharacter spins yarns about his eventful life as a sailor, and alsolamented. "Go Home," asks "Where do you go when it's closing in onsupper time," already knowing the answer when it responds "Wrap yourthings inside your rag and go." The sea serves as both an escape and aprison, as the sailor of "Streets of Marseilles," running from apainful heartbreak, finds himself shanghaied and regretting the actionsthat led to the sea, and his fate. Puerto Muerto captures the essenceof these tales with spare instrumentation, heavy drums and a staccatostrummed acoustic guitar that add a depth and darkness to the sound.Husband and wife Tim Kelley and Christa Meyer share vocal duties,bringing to their respective songs their own nuances that make themspecial. These are folk ballads, meant to be shared and spread as faras they can go, through every port you pass through. The joyous energyand sorrowful emotion of these songs are absolutely entrancing, seizingon childhood fantasies of adventure while touching on the sad realitiesof a wanderer's life. Your Bloated Corpse... will have you piecing the scenes to that nonexistent movie together in your imagination.Read More
