From what I saw the other night R. Loveless is a synth popped blue eyed soul'd Marvin Gaye, but the cassette has more of a garage rock feel of the same sound, both being just as good as the other, his name seemed fitting 'cause the night in question that I watched him get down and do his thing, there was a girl there, in a very small club, that I had spent an intimate evening with, despite our one night connection we acted like the electricity between us was never there and went on ignoring each other, I felt torturedly destroyed while pretending to have a great time, "Tracks Of My Tears" style ... fuck the world can be such shit sometimes, at least there's good music to save us from our sorrows!
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