Well we saw it coming. My Disco parlay their repetition-heavy minimalist rock for something resembling repetition-heavy minimalist techno – trading cyclonic drums for pulsating, still-primitive clanks of percussion. The subtle cloud of guitar effects brews in the sidelines like a harbinger of doom as dread-inducing chants enter the fold. Best experienced with smoke machines and heavy strobes. Teeth-grindingly good.
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