How should we define the Dana hilliotęs personality with a few words? Thatęs an amazing game, but it seems that a biography would be more suitable for such a character, or maybe an epitaph, to make it truly short. Well, letęs say in bulk and without any hierarchy: Dana Hilliot... Low-fi storyteller, slow-core crooner, indie-folk ambassador, soft-porno songwriter, serial-lover, serial-loser, ex-punk who became a neo-hippie, joyful depressive person, prince of his own darkness, and pretty rough guitarist...
The songs of Mr Hilliot wear a serious background on their shoulders, and they wonęt try to deny it. Yet, this background never changes into a burden: everything is said with a few lines, just the essentials, three minimalistic chords and a steady voice without settings, nor pathos. In his music, grief can be blunt or bucolic, anyway it remains expiating most of the time. Every exhumed memory calls for redemption, so Dana sings his ghosts _ particularly women_, ghosts of fifteen years sometimes,