Album: Deastro, Moondagger, (Rom/Universal)
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Your support makes all the difference.Things are starting to get interesting... As more and more bedroom boffins trade acoustic guitars for laptops, the emerging sound is a strange and entirely now blend of indie, melancholia and electro.
Which brings us to Deastro, a Detroit-based artist whose mum (presumably) still calls him Randolph. The epic swagger of U2, the intimacy of Badly Drawn Boy, the bleepedy bleepness of Aphex Twin. It should be incredible and occasionally is, but then things are only starting to get interesting.
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