The Highs Of Aural Mars
Sugar, my late father once told me, was inherently evil. Maybe he'd had a preview of the the new single from Ladytron, which in contrast to the pop perfection of its' predecessor Seventeen, is robotic electronica of the kind that steadily seeps into your subconscious until you find yourself waking up in the middle of the hot clammy summer nights to find your limbs twitching involuntarily to its' dead-eyed beat. Mixtape worm, anyone?
If the Mysterons had in fact succeeded in conquering Earth, establishing here Martian law where we were all subjugated to be sex slaves jumping through spectral hoops for Captain Black and the forces of evil, Sugar would certainly be the soundtrack to our lives.
Parallax View Single Of The Week, then.
Sugar, my late father once told me, was inherently evil. Maybe he'd had a preview of the the new single from Ladytron, which in contrast to the pop perfection of its' predecessor Seventeen, is robotic electronica of the kind that steadily seeps into your subconscious until you find yourself waking up in the middle of the hot clammy summer nights to find your limbs twitching involuntarily to its' dead-eyed beat. Mixtape worm, anyone?
If the Mysterons had in fact succeeded in conquering Earth, establishing here Martian law where we were all subjugated to be sex slaves jumping through spectral hoops for Captain Black and the forces of evil, Sugar would certainly be the soundtrack to our lives.
Parallax View Single Of The Week, then.
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