Snowbeasts have always sounded like a broadcast from another frequency: wired with menace, yet laced with strange beauty. From Providence, Rhode Island, the duo returns with the haunting Death Dance, the first single from their new album Dire Days.
The title alone suggests catastrophe at the club door, and the music carries that weight. A low-slung EBM bassline drives it forward like steel wheels on wet rails, relentless and hypnotic. Above it, Elizabeth Virosa’s voice cuts through like a spell, steady and spectral, the human element threading through machines set to maximum voltage.
Death Dance arrives in two forms: the original, all pounding rhythm and uneasy grandeur, and a remix tailored for the floor, sharper, colder, more immediate. The track’s architecture is skeletal yet immense, every beat a hammer against the body, every vocal line an invocation. It’s less a song than a ritual, a dance where each step is tethered to inevitability.
Snowbeasts extend that tension into the accompanying self-directed video. Filmed in Paris’s Catacombs and Père Lachaise Cemetery, it transforms the City of Light into a Realm of Portent. They move with minimalist precision, their movements urgent, almost panicked. Kaleidoscope and prism effects fracture the images into unstable visions, as if time itself has splintered into a nightmarish blood red. The juxtaposition is startling: gothic fashion set against skull-lined corridors, the body framed as both celebration and decay.
It plays like a memento mori set to strobe; an art piece masquerading as a music video. Paris, with its haunted corridors and monuments to mortality, becomes the perfect backdrop. The dancers look imprisoned and liberated all at once, a paradox that mirrors the song’s core: ecstasy entwined with dread.
Watch the video for “Death Dance” below:
With Dire Days, Snowbeasts appear ready to step further into this collision of sound and vision. Death Dance is a declaration, a call to move while the world teeters. In their hands, rhythm becomes warning, melody becomes omen. The music rattles with urgency, the visuals push toward collapse. It’s the sound of bodies moving at the edge of ruin, a ritual for nights that feel like they might be the last.
Listen to Death Dance below and pre-order Dire Days through Re:Mission Entertainment here.
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