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On Central Market

Tyondai Braxton’s Central Market is bizarre, self-indulgent (“Platinum Rows” is over ten minutes long and stop-start-stop seizure-inducing juts of angsty angularity) and would probably be an ideal soundtrack for Tim Burton’s upcoming Alice in Wonderland. It’s that Danny Elfman, where Danny Elfman is an adjective.

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