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Featuring the undisciplined feral howl of Nick Cave and teh glass-shared historionics of guitarist Rowland S. Howard, the Birthday Party took lurching rhythms and frenetic abandon to new peaks of mania. The chaos encompassed here sounds not like a conscious affection but a natural result of the fact the participants were on a self destructive collision course. They were young and wanted to burn out.
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