
I wonder who they're talking about when they say the previously hyped US synthpop acts "had the collective sex appeal and star quality of a charcoal tank-top sporting moth, or a kitscher-than-a-giant-Pope-Jean-Paul-II-Pez-dispenser reportoire as collectively memorable as manual to an Ikea flat-pack fart."
Look for them back at the pill this fall.
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