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The spectator... is forced to lose, each time, the reference to the 'track title'... a word repeated obsessively sheds its meaning to become a mere sound occurrence. In the finale, the holocaust of feedback celebrates the success of such demolition... someone covers their ears or, exhausted, retreats to the corners.
The spectator... is forced to lose, each time, the reference to the 'track title'... a word repeated obsessively sheds its meaning to become a mere sound occurrence.
In the finale, the holocaust of feedback celebrates the success of such demolition... someone covers their ears or, exhausted, retreats to the corners.
Discover the raw intensity of My Bloody Valentine's live noise experiment—listen and feel the sound reshaped live!
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