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Label: Die Indy
Year: 2020
This Atlanta band has been kicking around for over a decade now, and are just now getting around to album number two (there have been plenty of eps in the meantime), but I think we can agree it was worth the gestation period. Hip To Death have taken their past post-punk noises and wrangled them into a mix of agitated dream pop and slashing punked out deathrock. The Jesus And Mary Chain looms large in the shadows of this record. Bauhaus is around. 45 Grave may have been mentioned. Cleanliness was never considered. Your safety is not guaranteed. Leather jackets are mandatory.
A phenomenal dark journey through thirteen (naturally) distorted episodes. Maybe the third record won't take ten years though?
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