Quick. Hold me tight. The artificial fog drifts closer. Now here’s a little-known tangent about me – before I succumbed to the drain-drip bloodbath underworld of what the rest of the Western world calls “industrial”, the closest tune to rain-soaked, smokestack factories that I knew was the Police’s “Invisible Sun”. It sounded like the blackest […]
I had a good intro here. A fucking good one, too. But then it vanished. So fuck it. The title says it all, anyway. ET asked, and so I answered: 1. Because, quite frankly, everyone’s still catching up to the Bastards of Fate. 2. Because their Stone Roses cover album [link] actually DID trump the […]
You know what? I’m-a gonna lift this straight out of the press release. Plastikman, aka Richie Hawtin recorded “EX” at the Guggenheim, New York’s iconic art museum. This very special performance was at the invitation of influential Belgium fashion designer and artistic director at Dior, Raf Simons, for the Guggenheim’s annual fundraiser, performed around a […]
I’m sure it’s not deliberate, but the band’s name doesn’t half sound like White Power.
Movement is an auditory feast. It’s no Bob Dylan but then John Lennon was no Kraftwerk, you know what I mean?
If punk was a roar of rage, industrial music was a scream of terror.
You won’t hear this many different musical ideas on an album all year.
You can almost lick the penguins.