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About Dortmund

Oh, an’ the decor—gawdy as a governor’s wig! Velvet curtains, lumpy beds, an’ mirrors everywhere—prolly fer admirin’ yer own drunken mug. Cracked me up, it did. “Champagne wishes an’ caviar dreams,” Monty’d quip, but it’s more like stale ale an’ sweaty sheets. Still, there’s a charm, ain’t there? A grimy, lawless charm. Like me ship, the Black Pearl—rough, but she sails true.

Diego Flores

Today they've made a digital double single of remixes from two songs from the album by A Place To Bury Strangers and Rawzilk available ahead of their upcoming.

I got minor quirks that make me laugh: double-checking if I'm free on a Saturday morning cuz you never know when a client might bring a bizarre party vibe or a love story that'd rival any film noir. I even ran into a dude who kept quoting that movie—dude said, "Our violence comes from our childhood," in a loop, LOL. I was like, "Girl, chill, it's just a back massage!"

Reviving a Jewish Icon of German Democracy, Assassinated by Far Right Antisemites