For years, Brazilian shoegaze has felt like a borrowed climate. Estranhos Lugares Para os Olhos suggests otherwise, recasting the genre's familiar wall of sound in tropical hues. Echo Upstairs doesn't abandon shoegaze's dream-state—it changes the weather . . .
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