I still feel in debt with this record. And with its follower, Beat. I mean, it is about.. shit.. 20 years.. I'm into these tracks.. me, my-self and I, lost into these 9 tracks. Pure self-hypnosis.. slow and chatartic.. a slow, doped climax of guitar driven bliss, cascading over and over.. An excellence of repetitive, enchanted slow-tempos.. boy/girl vocals.. there's beauty Next to Nothing.. its compulsive beat is rooted inside my head.. head, soul, whatever. The whole tracklist goes smoothly, secretively whispered.. Enough talking.
So, lose your-self in this.
So, lose your-self in this.
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