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❝ There are remarkable and underrated albums, but there are also bands like Mordred, virtually unknown to the general public, marked by misfortune, misunderstood as riff-producing machines, without a precise identity yet recognizable like an old friend we haven't seen in years, whom we respect: at one time in our life they were close to us and we are forever grateful.
❝ …Bullshit, lies, it’s what you saw/Censorship on the screen/This is your window to the world/You work - you spend/This trend will never end/Why not open your eyes?/The truth - hides/No doubt the news is false/Why not open your mind?…
❝ The small crumbs of melody combined with the desire to 'move on' that we feel in the branches of the guitars, in Holderby's pleading voice, and in Art Liboon's bass lines, are the true essence of the record,
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