It’s really difficult for me to review this, as my conscience has developed this neat self-defence mechanism that expunges any Sleigh Bells track from my memory immediately upon listening to it. But here goes. End Of The Line is a mess of hamfisted, stupefyingly rudimentary guitar licks and haphazard electro drums. Alexis Krauss gasps some breathy bullshit that’s indecipherable from any other track she ‘sings’ on. Seriously the most pointless band on the planet and I’m continually fascinated that anyone would listen to a Sleigh Bells track for the sake of enjoyment.
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