Made #1 on that list I've been looking at - seems like that's a gotta checkit out.
Night dark, shapes moving, Howard sulking and slipping and strutting and slinking though every neon puddle and beerlight backalley, droning and muttering and melting down.
Thrilling bass keeps the knives out, a backdrop of mourning strings and guitar screech keeps the heat on, endless Joy Division throb meets Gang of Four bristle. We tingle with the spark and prick in the air, like something's about to happen. Or maybe it already happened - we and forgot it and live in shadow aftermath.
Words pour out oily and black, menacing in the specifics and their insinuations alike.
Brilliant and impossible, will probably yield endless details if you can make it through the listens, grim and harrowing and haunting and discouraging of any visitor to return 4/5
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