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Like many bands waltzing on this troubled earth, the tale of experimental rock outfit Dripping Trees once revolved around cheap thrills, escapism, and what the general populace would describe as ‘having a good time’. Some bands prefer to stay within this mirthful purgatory, running that treadmill until their old corporeal shells can no longer sustain their spry souls. The band’s debut LP 'Fuel Of Mankind' explores an environment of lawlessness where terms like ‘truth’ and ‘order’ are mere facsimiles. Dripping Trees entertain this notion with infectious glee: they underpin their sinister sprawls of post-rock and slowcore with farcical computer-vocalized vignettes, essentially questioning all the performative emotion in their own work. Songs frequently address the more absurd chapters of human existence. ‘Alba’, for instance, is named after the genetically modified glow-in-the-dark rabbit, a project in which science and art became scandalous lovers. The crepuscular noise rock of ‘Distant Light’ could be considered a warped love song, beckoning and rejecting the listener at an increasingly tense pace until the chase becomes the objective. The moonstricken folk-rock of ‘We Are Leaving Soon’ highlights a quest for beauty in both sound and verb, a gasp of relief in accepting the end. Indeed, like the story of Alba the Rabbit, Dripping Trees invite all sorts of sentiments within a single frame: their music can be beautiful, erotic, absurd and frightening all at once.