Dear Sinner-Saints:
Listen to the Gutter Twins record at once.
"Front St."...that coup de grace, I'm here to say....is one the most heart explodingly, daringly beautiful songs. This song is way past your bedtime.
A muses dark address.
The birds chirp and you walk along the railroad tracks in the quiet, anticipating.
And then something sinister happens.
It sort of throws you against a wall and runs its hand up your thigh. I don't know how else to explain it. It kisses you on the mouth and vanishes in the heat.
Its got tricks up its sleeves.
It has a wild look in its eye.
It's The Lust.
Here lives a killer video for another new one: All Misery Flowers.
Very Lynch-ish.
Momentous. Grand eccentricity.
As Gene Wilder once said,
"The suspsense is terrible. I hope it will last."
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