Peculiar French no-wave that veers from greatness to terribillity in the space of single song. “Junkie” sets out the stall well and is composed through Thomas W. trademark set up (bass guitar, vocal and drum machine) with minimal production, it’s a strange little song that is very reminiscent of The Cure. The same could be said of title track “The Death of Words”. He has a very listenable voice (he sounds like a French Damon Albarn) and knows how to write songs. Occasionally he lets the leash get away from him though. “The Drowning” starts very promisingly around a sort of clanging traditional Chinese sounding sort of instrument but his meandering vocal comes in and fails to deliver on a promising set up. “Pussys Moaning II” takes the arrangement of instrumental “Pussys Moaning” and re-jigs it into a proper song, but basing your song around a collage of …well… moaning pussies is shaky ground and it rapidly becomes annoying. All in all though this is an enjoyable release and if you like The Cure’s early albums then this will be an interesting listen.