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In the swank surroundings of the Hiro Ballroom, Erase Errata’s driving post-punk dance energy was met by a reverent crowd who were silent ev...

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All eyes were on the compelling front-woman with a Debbie Harry drawl, commanding the stage while the keyboards and guitars quietly wrestle...