I wish that for more (young) people out there the penny would drop and they would realize that “good” music doesn’t have to be legitimized by Top 40 radio and MuchMoreMusic. God knows you’ll never hear The Dead Letters on 94.3. But whether you did or not wouldn’t make the slightest difference to the originality, power and musical acumen of this instrumental quintet. What are they like, you ask? Let me answer that two ways. For those music fans who have long lost their fear of the offbeat and the quirky, it’s a brooding, driving, even haunting mix of spaghetti-western anthem and the Tennessee Two played at 45 rpm. For those who have yet to get over the same fears, giving this disc a listen – and just taking it on its own terms – may just help you get over those fears.