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Xstabeth by David Keenan

“My dad was a musician. A famous musician. But he was friends with a musician who was even famouser…” So begins the unforgettable Aleylina Andropov, from her hometown of St Petersburg where base is Snork’s, a DIY underground folk bar, full of weirdo bootlegs, and crate-digging maniacs hard on vodka. I know Aleylina, I like her. Her obscene and fatalistic realism is endearing. From debut … Continue reading Xstabeth by David Keenan