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Chicago's Kill Hannah blend Glam's passion for fashion, Post-Grunge's enthusiastic power, Shoegazer's wall-of-guitar, and Dream Pop's tender psyche into something deserving of krieg lights and onstage pyrotechnics. Whether they're blasting out of suburban ennui (their anthems) or the hangover prose of chemical escape (Trip-Hop with the right mix of slow, grinding bass and machined percussion), Kill Hannah's unwavering knack for pop hooks suckerpunch the ears and make one's inner adolescent excitable.
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