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DeRank ™: 20,10
Why ever raise indolence to a fundamental aesthetic category? If you have made it your artistic signature, perhaps. With bitter lyrics: poetry halfway between the sub-proletarian suburb and college; but where is it going and directed? Restrained guitars, compelling low-fidelity structural awkwardness, which does not mean unfaithfulness, hollow chimes, nibble… more
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