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Clik here to view.Kill Your Dreams by Lore City (Chicago, Illinois)
FACTS: 1. WE RECEIVE 50+ EMAILS A DAY WITH SUBMISSIONS / 2. I LISTEN TO EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM / 3. I BOOKMARK THE ONES I LIKE AND THEN GO THROUGH THAT LIST AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE WRITING REVIEWS / 4. WHAT I’M WRITING UP NOW I RECEIVED OVER 3 MONTHS AGO.
These are the facts. So if you think that you sent me something and you didn’t see it on the blog right away, it doesn’t mean I didn’t it. Of course, it doesn’t mean I liked it, but maybe one day you’re in for a surprise. Now I know we’re not Pitchfork, or (the) Fader but goddamnit we have integrity. We like our shit small because small means we get to do things our fucking way.
Now I’ve been nagged and pleaded with. I’ve even been offered money to write reviews on terrible, terrible bands. But nagging is an art. You can’t really do it unless you write the goods to back it up. Lore City has been on my nutz for a minute and rightfully so. I’m the moron who took this long to tell you about them.
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As they blend an unpolished monument into trip-hop inspired monolithic music, they hold onto the core values that made acts like Portishead so rapid to please the pleasure centers. While a track like ‘Gone Past’ will draw you into an ocean of sound that raptures the soul from an unforgiving internet sphere of “look at me”, tracks like ‘For You’ remind you the humility that resides behind the most important music, begging for you to “look at me”. Nothing it out of place throughout Kill Your Dreams, yet nothing sits comfortably, as spacing remains a consistent drama unfolded only by repetitive observation. @Dingusonmusic
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