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Hostages
Legend in my Head, Failure to the World

Burn Bridges (2007) Jason

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Hostages – Legend in my Head, Failure to the World — Burn Bridges, 2007

Hailing from Philadelphia, Hostages play over-emotional guilt ridden hardcore in the version of American Nightmare, The Hope Conspiracy, Suicide File and other bands that once hailed from Boston. I would compare them to Knives Out if anyone outside of the City of Brotherly Love knew who I was talking about. Hostages are another band for lonely sleepless nights with your head in your hands and gun under the pillow.

7.3 / 10Jason • July 31, 2007

Hostages – Legend in my Head, Failure to the World cover artwork
Hostages – Legend in my Head, Failure to the World — Burn Bridges, 2007

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