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This Will Destroy You - This Will Destroy You album

This Will Destroy You - This Will Destroy You album Performer: This Will Destroy You
Title: This Will Destroy You
Style: Post Rock
Date of release: 2008
Size MP3: 1902 mb
Size FLAC: 1517 mb
Rating: 4.2
Format: MMF ADX AA APE WMA VQF MOD

This Will Destroy You is the eponymous second studio album by American avant-rock band This Will Destroy You. It was released on January 29, 2008 through Magic Bullet Records. The vinyl version of the album was pressed on red, blue and white vinyl and contains a quote from the television series Deadwood ("I may have fucked my life up flatter than hammered shit, but I stand before you today beholden to no human cocksucker") etched around the center label.

Caleb Bratcher This album is what got me started on post rock and I haven't put it down since. Solid all the way through. Includes unlimited streaming of THIS WILL DESTROY YOU - Young Mountain via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. ships out within 5 days. Purchasable with gift card.

This Will Destroy You was formed by guitarists Chris King and Jeremy Galindo, bassist Raymond Brown and drummer Andrew Miller in San Marcos, Texas, in 2005. They had met through mutual friends, and played together in various different bands throughout high school, before the line-up was finalised by around 2002.

Complete your This Will Destroy You collection. Vinyl looks more orange than gold. Returned first copy as it was filled with black specks & streaks.

Studio album by This Will Destroy You. Released. Burial on the Presidio Banks" is featured in the final scene of CSI: Miami episode "Flight Risk".

Music by: Jeremy Galindo Chris King Donovan Jones Andrew Miller. Note: Here is Jeremy's part to Burial. I couldn't be bothered to tab out Chris' part, as I do not have an ebow.

On the surface of This Will Destroy You, everything is essentially perfect, and this might be one of its biggest flaws. The production is crystal clear; everything shimmers and shines even through standard computer speakers. Guitars are soaked in reverb and delay on ‘They Move on Tracks of Never-Ending Light’ and arpeggiate beautifully, but nothing is interesting, nothing is original. Throughout ‘Villa Del Refugio’, the album’s second track, a white-noise type of feedback grows in volume underneath hopeful, Sigur Ros-esque chord swells. The song is fairly ambitionless in that it doesn’t feature a climax of any kind, yet this difference alone makes it stand out among the other tracks. On Young Mountain, an album I enjoyed quite a bit, I would sometimes find myself zoning out, waiting for the crescendo, and later the climax.