welp, here it is, the $900 cassette. 1982-3 recordings from soon-to-be near paris members. who cares? i dunno. i guess enough people (read: 2) (i mean 7) to punch the value of this thing up to almost a grand. i mean, even i prolly woulda paid two bucks for it just to get it on the blog (the other $887 or whatever i woulda kept) but lucky for you i gots it for free and now so can you. not as cool as antena, not as propulsive as "planet earth" by duran duran, not ANYWHERE near as inventive as the second flying lizards lp, not as reverse psychologically POP as "the model" by kraftwerk, this is a bit too undercooked to really shine texturally and the male voice sounds like a resident impersonating groucho marx…but SERIOUS. reissue on cleopatra? why not? dull, monotonous, behind its own times - this is not the sound of excited, inventive, forward-thinking, fucked-up individuals manipulating/overcoming/destroying/reveling in the (available) tech of the day to make something resonant (like, say, social climbers), nah, this is folks with too much $$$ boring everyone including themselves to death with midwestern art gallery social circle jerk. as good as a seven dollar bottle of sake in an indianapolis sushi bar. i'd rather listen to lestat.
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