This Is Dynamite by PostScriptum: A Goth-Rock Gem That Packs a Punch (and Some Glitter)
Alright, buckle up, because we’re diving into This Is Dynamite, the 2007 album from PostScriptum—a band that somehow managed to blend goth rock and alternative rock without making it sound like a Halloween party gone wrong. Released under India Records (yes, you read that right—India Records in Europe), this record is like that one friend who shows up uninvited but ends up being the life of the party.
Let’s talk tracks. First off, the title track, “This Is Dynamite,” kicks things off with a bang—or should I say, a boom. It’s got this brooding guitar riff that feels like someone whispering secrets in your ear while wearing leather gloves. The vocals? Oh man, they’re dripping with attitude, like the singer just rolled out of bed after a vampire-themed rave. You remember this song not because it reinvents the wheel but because it makes you wanna strut down the street like you own the place—even if you’re just heading to the grocery store for milk.
Then there’s “Departure.” If “This Is Dynamite” is the opening act, “Departure” is the moody cousin who sits in the corner writing poetry about heartbreak and existential dread. The tempo slows down here, letting the atmosphere build until you’re practically drowning in melancholy. But hey, isn’t that what goth rock’s all about? What sticks with me about this track is how it sneaks up on you—just when you think it’s gonna stay mellow forever, BAM! A guitar solo comes outta nowhere and punches you right in the feels.
Now, let’s be real: PostScriptum wasn’t trying to reinvent rock music with this album. They weren’t aiming for chart-topping hits or TikTok virality (obviously, since TikTok didn’t exist back then). What they did do was craft an album that feels raw, unpolished, and refreshingly human. Sure, some parts might sound a little rough around the edges, but that’s kind of the charm. It’s like finding an old mixtape at a thrift store—you don’t know where it came from, but damn if it doesn’t make you smile.
So, would I recommend This Is Dynamite? Absolutely. It’s perfect for those late-night drives when you need something darker than your usual playlist but still catchy enough to keep you awake. Just don’t blame me if you start wearing eyeliner and quoting Edgar Allan Poe afterward.
Final thought: Listening to this album feels like shaking hands with a ghost—it’s cold, kinda unsettling, but also oddly satisfying. And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way.
