I've lost count of the amount of times i've walked down the street listening to Blue Lines thinking i'm the coolest motherfucker in London. It's the kind of music that makes you believe you are. Obviously i was being too cool to keep count in the first place, but it happened a lot.
Massive Attack's debut has just been reissued 21 years after it first dropped, the same album that brought us Unfinished Sympathy and proper hands in the air, traffic at a stand still, early 90s moments.
A Guardian music journo just wrote a wicked piece all about the band and the conception of the album.
It's a great read, you can check it here.
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