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Rather, you expect a neo-new-waver dressed in Joy Division style. But that's not the case at all! How do you get hold of this pop star of a new order, who studied music in Los Angeles, lives in Austin, Texas, and teaches philosophy in Hawaii? Preferably not at all, because the album “We Must Become The Pitiless Censors Of Ourselves” is so unrestrainedly mashed together from pop garbage that it sounds idiosyncratic again and is a clear recommendation. It roars, it echoes and somehow something comes out of it that makes you want to press the repeat button...