The Lumineers - Slow It Down (acoustic Knistelfitz Cover)
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The Lumineers - Slow It Down (acoustic Knistelfitz Cover)

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David Bowie - Best of Seven Months in America (2018)......I was really doubtful if I should get this since it’s an unofficial release. But the price was too tempting for just £12. Really worried about the sound quality, but so surprised with such an excellent acoustics for a live album. This was recorded in ‘97 between two venues in America probably during his 1997 ‘Earthling Tour’. The A side is basically a stripped down acoustic versions so beautifully done by Bowie. Side B is with the full band also amazing quality and performance. I am so happy I got this. The price didn’t justify for the pleasure I got from this album. Especially the first side of stripped back versions of five songs makes it all worthwhile. Another great addition to my Bowie catalogue. #davidbowie #sevenmonthsinamerica #unofficialrelease #bestbargain #livealbum #strippeddownversion
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