Geese - Getting Killed

Written 09/28/2025

Art exists to smother the most boring aspects of our lives. Entertainment is the churning void that swallows up things like empty space, idle thoughts, and chores. Therefore, I really, greatly despise musicians that somehow manage to skirt the privilege of entertaining while simultaneously doing one of the most fun things anyone can do - that being making music. Getting Killed reminds me of how naturally you can be fun if you really enjoy what you're doing.

Claude Debussy said, "Music is the space between the notes." Cameron Winter says, "What space?" Getting Killed is one continuous rolling ball of energy, one that constantly spins and accumulates size, rumbles angrily, and flattens all that cross it - that is to say, it's a very passionately written album. In Geese's last project, 3D Country, we witnessed them possess the soul of some masked, indignant space cowboy equipped with cocky, asteroid-whiskey gusto and a crazed, sexy edge and let loose, lawless and equally witty. Getting Killed re-summons that same old jaded soul and struts, no longer bound in chaos, with a new proficiency in movement and artistic concept. They've tamed the sound beautifully, curtailing the rambunctiousness and forming as one solid mass.

At times, the album feels almost symbolically victorious, cathartic, and explosive. At other times, it's direct and almost eerie, like a slow-motion bullet crashing through a window, red-hot eyes burning holes in some unseen target. It reminds me that there's a magic in good music - one that can tell you what to think, how to act, how to dance, and what to dance for. That's some real entertainment. 9/10