with DADWAVE and Oceans Are Zeroes
ISKA DHAAF taken from Somali, translated roughly to “let it go”
In 2011 Nathan Quiroga (Mad Rad, Buffalo Madonna) and Benjamin Verdoes (Mt. St. Helens Vietnam Band) left their respective Seattle-based projects behind and began collaboration on Iska Dhaaf. The band was quickly embraced for their engaging live shows, and for creating the sound of a full band by way of two people. Together as songwriters they have steadily explored production, instrumentation, and an ever-expanding narrative voice.
After the release of their debut, ‘Even the Sun Will Burn’, they toured across North America, Western Europe, relocated to New York, and most recently wrote and performed in Paris and Berlin. Their latest album, ‘The Wanting Creature’, sees the duo emerging as producers, experimenters and genre-bending artists. The new songs show an ongoing devotion to lyrical depth and composition, and the album more fully utilizes their diverse musical backgrounds.
All songs written & performed by Nathan Quiroga & Benjamin Verdoes
Iska Dhaaf is deeply involved in the creation of their videos
DADWAVE is a product of modern technology making it too easy for someone to create whatever musical idea that pops into their head. Welcome.
I remember seeing these guys play under a former name in a small jewel-box theater in Seattle. There were maybe ninety people there, and almost none of them had heard of this band that were “somebody’s friends from Idaho or something.” It was already late, even for a weekend show, and their stage setup was elaborate. One could hear whispers of “Is this necessary?” and “Really? A theremin?” The lights finally dimmed and the first enigmatic chord silenced all conversation, drawing the crowd forward with an unnerving emotional authority. Every eye was fixed and every mouth stayed shut…for the entire set. After forty minutes of what some present later described as “a religious experience,” the band humbly bid goodnight to a room of tears and gaping jaws. A bomb had dropped, and in the fallout silence every searching expression asked, “What the hell just happened to me?”
After years of painstaking, meticulous labor, the band that has become Oceans Are Zeroes serves a sober, cinematic, tranquil, and exultant album. These songs leave us shivering in cold spells of doubt and toss with us in sleepless nights. In them we crawl over the merciless tundra of unrequited love and quiver with indignant rage at broken promises. We are taken up on the hopeful wings of the morning and sunk into the depths of the sea. We are haunted by perplexity and muted in humble resignation. We are washed ashore and consoled by the lapping of the very ocean whose breakers broke us. Are you familiar with grief? Are you acquainted with sorrow? Do you know from the trenches that joy is a fight? Then these songs know you. And, if we listen well, the ache, the tears, the hope and the fury galvanize into a vehement resolve. We sense that there is something at stake in this life, that in our moral universe there is risk, reward, danger, and consequence. There is goodness, truth, and beauty; these must be tended and fought for.
Sometimes, however, we don’t feel any of that. Disillusionment and perplexity leave us numb and dumbstruck. We stare into an ocean, that bleak, gray expanse, and feel nothing. If that’s you, let these songs do what they did for me. Let them work as a “solvent,” as Glen Hansard put it, that unbinds “the glue in our hearts that closes us up and makes us impenetrable beings.” I hope you can feel and that something tastes again. I hope that you can love something and fight for it. I hope for the end of your monochromatic season, that the clouds scatter and your ocean glows turquoise, teeming with life.