Black Peaks – ‘Crooks’ [Review]
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Whenever I listen to Black Peaks, I wind up with a massive grin splitting my face like a Halloween pumpkin. Their Closer To The Sun EP has been played so many times at TMMP HQ that I’m sure the ones and zeroes are starting to wear out, and the more recent Glass Built Castles pushed things even further toward trance-inducing bliss overload.
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