Every once in a while (though it seems like it’s been decades) a band, a sound, a new wave comes around where substance and form are on equal footing. When proficiency and creativity conspire to make something fresh and meaningful…and uneasy for the mainstream. Something that fills a void.
Maybe the nostalgic punk in me is too romantic and can’t let go of the past, when music seemed dangerous and important…and mattered…but at least this happened once upon a time. And it still gives me the same chills….
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