
Fallen Angel (Vinyl)
Somewhere between heaven and hellâŠthere is Fallen Angel.
Dark Entries continues its mission of shining light on a generation of composers and musicians lost to AIDS with Brandy Daltonâs Fallen Angel, his soundtrack work for the award-winning Fallen Angel series. In the late 80s, Brandy teamed up with friends Robert Woods and John Munt to form the band Drance, becoming infamous for their high-energy performances and songs that tackled taboo topics like sadomasochism. While Drance explored the aggressive sounds of industrial and EBM, Dalton continued to produce a wide range of electronica, from abstract sonic textures to techno bangers.
The Fallen Angel album collects 16 sweaty, sticky cuts composed for the pornographic series Fallen Angel, a trio of leather-focused films released by Titan Studios. The sounds here span from the fractured cyberpunk-rave of âSwelledâ to the tabla-laced trance of âFA2,â taking listeners on a journey through hedonistic recesses, chock full of crunchy digital drum machines and wailing FM synths.
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Somewhere between heaven and hellâŠthere is Fallen Angel.
Dark Entries continues its mission of shining light on a generation of composers and musicians lost to AIDS with Brandy Daltonâs Fallen Angel, his soundtrack work for the award-winning Fallen Angel series. In the late 80s, Brandy teamed up with friends Robert Woods and John Munt to form the band Drance, becoming infamous for their high-energy performances and songs that tackled taboo topics like sadomasochism. While Drance explored the aggressive sounds of industrial and EBM, Dalton continued to produce a wide range of electronica, from abstract sonic textures to techno bangers.
The Fallen Angel album collects 16 sweaty, sticky cuts composed for the pornographic series Fallen Angel, a trio of leather-focused films released by Titan Studios. The sounds here span from the fractured cyberpunk-rave of âSwelledâ to the tabla-laced trance of âFA2,â taking listeners on a journey through hedonistic recesses, chock full of crunchy digital drum machines and wailing FM synths.
















