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The Yellow Swans

While microscopic tonal twinkles charge tinnily at a zillion bpm, phantoms stir and coo along to new-age fanfare. As the volume eases north; creaking, eerie violins come out to play; and thin snips mushroom into assaultive clacks, "Velocity of the Yoke" sheds its skin to reveal a screaming ghost bullet train threatening to derail itself.


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