Broken Bells: After the Disco
Steve LaBate, Paste, 4 February 2014
IT'S FRIDAY NIGHT. You and your friends roll up on the club. It has no sign — no flashing marquee to beckon you inside. It doesn't need one — you know where it is, and even if you didn't, the line forming outside the front door would've tipped you off anyway.
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