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Label: Swordfish
Year: 1988
The sound of living deep inside a coal mine. The feel of seeing your third grade teacher naked on the side of the freeway. Total eclipse of the heart, total collapse of the brain.
This record still destroys as efficiently today in 2015 as it did in 1988. Still feels alien, cold, and merciless. Feels alive.
DL
One of my favorites, wish they were Jamming this live at the park near my house
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