a bludgeoning wall of noise dripping with spite and hatred for everything and anything wrong with the world. albini uses vocals to express a rage lyrics can't, and uses guitars to express a rage vocals can't.
a jittery album filled to the brim with weird samples that has the energy of a mixtape. you never know what's coming next, but you do know it'll be great.
much more raw and much more personal than the 2018 version. there's something so enchanting about the original Twin Fantasy. it's like reading someone else's diary.
