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• Monday, June 22, 2009  12:05 am 

  Sister Electra’s ballad

  It is the fate of some stars, when they die, to reincarnate here in this planet, or perhaps elsewhere, it’s not for us to say. A child of features faded like a watercolour blur was born the day Electra, brightest of the Seven Sisters, collapsed into itself in the absolute silence of the constellation of [...]

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• Thursday, June 11, 2009  9:03 am 

  Pink Fog

  If Ariel Pink was to one day awake from the 1980s dizz-ney landscapes that inhabit his semi comatose mind where the sunbaked California streets lined with friendly faced anthropomorphized apple pie trees are alive with bleached, drooling beach bunnies in black ray-bans and pink scrunchies hitching rides with perma-tanned creeps in white suits driving busted [...]

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• Wednesday, June 10, 2009  12:10 am 

  Some are Diamond, others merely Zircon

  Though we have not visited them for a while, Glass Candy are still leading the IDIB pack into further uncharted territory of moonbeam disco prowess, with Desire forging a new companion galaxy where planets take the form of giant stalactites spearing an orbit around a chrome sun.
  Remixing Glass Candy is much like remixing LCD Soundsystem [...]

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• Wednesday, June 3, 2009  12:05 am 

  Tension in the Alpha Quadrant

  The Emperor Machine return with album number trois with much rippling of synths, bulbous polymorphic cloudscapes punctured by the stabbing points atop the Martian radio masts and sonic batshit accounts of the interstellar clashes of lunar violence between moon-monkeys and the giallo Saturn marshalls, lost in space and time forever where no-one can hear them [...]

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• Wednesday, May 27, 2009  12:07 am 

  Glasslands

  Ghostape ensnares an unsuspecting listener in a snug realm of smokey spectral exotica, like turning a flesh and bone body into rice-paper and setting it down on a bed of morning dew where it can melt into the blades of grass on a field in front of a strange formation rendered in black glass and [...]

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