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★★★★☆ Lights and vibrations that make us perceive noise in fuzzy quadrants. Luminous sketches and strobes in tones of reds and whites. Fugacious demonstrations of noise that drill your skull until you give up and enter into an hypnotic mood.

Review originally published for Gigslutz – Loud as fuck, disturbing and perversely beautiful; that´s the sound coming out of trashed amps when you listen to Dressmaker – one of London’s most satisfying experiences if you are looking for something to outrage your inner peace […]

A controversial review on The Kills´sixth visit to the Aztec territory and a lustful declaration to Alison Mosshart […]

“We’re just a bunch of fucking weirdos you wouldn’t let anywhere near your kids”, says Chris O-C (organ/synth keys/backing vocals) from Phobophobes – an outrageous and perverse gang of reverberating misery and decadent but endangered coolness.