“I never think about rhythm versus melody; I’ve always just played to what’s in my head.” Les Claypool, famed bass player of the alternative US-American metal band Primus, once stated. Berlin-based multi-layered project Them Caged Dogs, short TCD, would sign his avowal and proof it right with their highly composed debut album “Today’s Duty, Tomorrow’s Ruin” – a wild, surprising LP, full of captivating jazz, rock, alternative, grunge, and punk twists.
Founded by composer and musician Zacharias S. Falkenberg, the four-piece venture centers itself on the edgy corners of experimental rock, melding traditions of stylistically far apart artists like Frank Zappa, Miles Davis, Black Midi, Tool, or The Mars Volta in a peculiar, headstrong way.
Before Falkenberg launched TCD, he had already gained scholastic musical experience with The Chronometer’s Orchestra – a chamber ensemble that performed his new music and experimental jazz compositions. To give a rocking response to his former musical avenues, he formed TCD, a liberal, modern, uncompromising, critical of society art-rock group, that avoids clichés while playing them out in a fresh and modern way. Outcast music for misfits, that appreciate sonic adventures full of sudden genre turns. Music, that explicitly stands against misanthropy, populist politics, and xenophobia, in order to back and stimulate diversity.
Berlin-based label Marmo Music now issues their strong musical debut statement “Today’s Duty, Tomorrow’s Ruin’”, produced, recorded, and written by composer and band leader Zacharias S. Falkenberg, and his fellow musician pianist Philipp Rüttgers, composer and audio designer Pat Cleaver, and jazz drummer Yonga Sun. Eight songs, that can also work as tracks, meandering with playful musical craftsman’s ship through styles like prog rock, metal, funk, jazz, psychedelic, ambient, cosmic music, and all that punk. Apart from the song “I Am Collector”, which features ecclesiastical chanting by Berlin-based alternative R&B singer/songwriter Fanny Winter aka Mulay, their music solely works with instrumental muscle, spreading the socio-political feelings and ideas of TCD through unorthodox melodies, excited crescendos, twisted rhythms, feverish guitar solos, and vibrant kicking basslines. Out of the head, yet deeply arranged sonics by academically trained arranger and composer Falkenberg and his friends, that think outside the box with distinct, genuine, gut-driven rock music.