a good slice of run down, dilapidated techno. the anguished hissing and sputtering of a jukebox that has seen better days, before drawing its final breath. so what if we went electric?
No substance abuse is required to be utterly swept away to uncharted worlds of the imagination by the edge-smoothing waves of sonic bliss that permeate this number ... just a pair of quality phones. Still, I have to wonder, how intensely would I trip if I listened to this high?