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Symbiotic opus of urban melancholy and itchy sludge. Started with fingerpicked nomadic guitars, replaced with unleashed ripping collapses. Barbed wire tunes to lead ones out of concrete mazes to the eternal fields of roaring silence and cosmic stillness.
I think I know them
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