The year is 1997. Somewhere, in the moss dappled heights of the north of England, something is stirring. Deep, inescapable nausea that exists between hyperventilation and being car-sick. There are buildings, forever etched in your dreams. Long destroyed, they stand within to loom over your future. The Happy Soul have a curious blend of influences. … Continue reading
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