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Den Krähen lieb
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Sehnsucht
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Der freie Fall
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Der vorletzte Tag
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Ausgang
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supported by 5 fans who also own “Verschimmelte Blumenwiesen”
Entranced by these beautifully haunting vocals. I am weak for femme-led synthwave mixtures such as this.
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Silent EM - Foreign States
by Detriti Records
supported by 5 fans who also own “Verschimmelte Blumenwiesen”
For me it’s two records that stands out of a crowded field of 80’s nostalgia driven albums in the last ten years: Linea Aspera-Self Titled and Silent EM-Foreign States. Silent EM accomplished something truly magnificent here, it is not new wave, not quite EBM, not really industrial either and it’s definitely not punk however it is just the most clever blend of it all. Effortless and simple, melodic and hard, contagious and addictive and it is a masterpiece of mood and style with a great album cover and no filler tracks. I want more, more, and more. And I want it know. Take me back to the place where we cut ourselves and partied against daylight in dark dungeons where we were safe. Take me back where synth pop was too soft but rock was to traditional. The energy of punk was running in our veins but we dared to worship electronic sound and noise. Take me back.
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Several Others
by Whispering Sons
supported by 5 fans who also own “Verschimmelte Blumenwiesen”
Massive new album, different than Image in a good way. Favorite track : Flood.
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Brash hardcore punk from Borrowed Man explodes in bursts of controlled fury and rough-edged but precise riffage.
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Guitars so jagged you could cut yourself on them and sneering spoken/sung lyrics make “Red Dirt” a post-punk powerhouse.
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