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Wild Beasts. As bands go, I am continuously hearing their praises sung and yet they still seem to pass me by. It's another testament to my laziness what with how the old world wide web has rendered the search for music almost as effortless as breathing. Just a little search in google, that's all it would've taken. Shameful. Anyway, before laziness engulfed my ability to actually breathe, I found out they were playing in Mitte and shock of all horrors, made the effort and went. Efforts rewarded. I've learnt my lesson. They were amazing.