I lost touch with Frank Black's music years ago, but not before his 1993 debut/eponymous solo album. At the time, as a rabid and devout Pixies fan, this album was highly anticipated...and hey, surprise, it wasn't the Pixies sound. But between it and the Breeders' records it was close enough . . .
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