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Black Lips

Dirty Hands

Wash away your morality in a tidal wave of bubbling sick and sodden your synapses with a keg of triple malt – Black Lips have arrived. Screw all that clever art-rock nonsense, this may sound like it was phoned in by transatlantic can and string, but it’s the unholy squawking of a rock pig which has been dwelling in the crotch of Iggy Pop’s jeans for four decades now. Ugly and ace.
 
 
 

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