Minus Story craft melodies and harmonies that dig truly and deeply under your skin, displacing all those feelings that keep you low and on the outside. Although Minus Story have already put out two records, one of them self-released, you don't know this band yet. But you will soon. Trust us on this one. Their mystical third full-length, "The Captain is Dead, Let The Drum Corpse Dance," is fuzzy and full of sunshine but also wistful and billowing and full of dark clouds and cold rain, much like the music of The Zombies, "Smile"-era Beach Boys, Circulatory System, and Neutral Milk Hotel. It also embraces those indefinable qualities found on records like "Mt. Eerie" by Microphones or "Fragile" by Yes. It is experimental pop, through and through, with all the attendant haunted edges. Additionally, Minus Story embrace their self-proclaimed "Wall of Crap" sound -- resembling a naively recorded pop symphony -- throughout "The Captain is Dead, Let The Drum Corpse Dance." They recorded the songs themselves without any preconceived recording ?techniques? in mind. And their utter lack of concern for doing things "correctly" is why this record is so utterly beguiling -- a masterpiece that will creep into your consciousness and lay anchor for some time.