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It is a sign of the times that a band such as The Kills only appear to gain fame and notoriety within the general populace through celebrityism and its viral - Kate Moss - associations, as opposed to the genuine accreditation they deserve for their virtuosity.
Their latest release, “Tape Song”, simmers with minimal ticks of lo-fi staccato guitars before contorting and kicking into a calculated maelstrom of vocal spatters and undulating choruses. B-side, “London Hates You”, however has a meditative malevolence of honesty that emanates with its simplicity, and proof that they should be revered in their own right.
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