The Raveonettes - Lust, Lust, Lust is a fine, fine album to listen to when running on the treadmill, especially where the first half of the album is concerned. I'm not entirely sure what puts me in the mood for nondescript warbling over fuzzed-out guitars but everything from Hallucinations through Blush is gorgeous when feedback and distortion are all you want to sink into (and it certainly beats out the signal-to-nonsense ratio on the latest Magnetic Fields album).
That being said, I came back to my desk and popped in MBV instead.
That being said, I came back to my desk and popped in MBV instead.
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