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It may be partly computer-generated but HDU's music is so elemental that the only metaphors to make sense of this band come from nature. This is true right from the album opening, with "Space Blues" rolling towards the listener like thunder before flowing into the pastoral "Deleuzion". And even within their songs, this is the kind of majestic music where "the seasons change on a beat", offered HDU fan Shayne Carter. Tracks: Space Blues Deleuzion Scinelens Masd Eveness The Shark And The Pilot Fish El True East Overtortures Marsunrise |
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