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#16 Love and Rockets - Seventh Dream of Teenage Heaven

 Beggar's Banquet, 1985

Category: New Wave, Goth Indie




This is a very cool record that I always forget about and have the joy of rediscovering. That just happened; probably not for the last time. 

This record has the some of the same dark ethereal tones and melodies that I love in the Gun Club. It has some weird gothic vibes that I personally dig, though again it may not be for everyone. The vocals are more accessible for your average listener than those of Jeffrey Lee Pierce, and the music is a little more chill. 

I'm pretty sure I got this from a box of records that my brother left at my parents house. I kept them for safe keeping, gave them back, and then they were returned to my custody. It's mine now! 


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