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Rancid covering
Chris Isaak, Iceage have made a sound shift and released this woozy, twangified, love-yowl. If you know Iceage you're probably familiar with the sheer brutality, and raw power of their
music. Like the screams of a drunk
man justifying his disgust for the world, outside a noisy club, Iceage have never held anything back. Here they have dialled down the distortion, yet the ramshackle sound of a train near derailment still remains. So get out your dice and your martinis, its The Lord's Favorite:
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