Ah, Lindstrom, our main cosmic disco-man, we have spent a fair few cold nites in listening to your hypnotic kosmiche beat constructions, got lost in the myriad tunnels of the mind with the shimmer of your ethereal holographic emerald synths as a companion, floated further and further down the cracks in the Earth created by the 50ft chanteuse, Solale, held hands and danced with a squadron of glass-skinned snow beauties in a giant crystal igloo on Hyperion.

Mr Lindstrom, come and meet our friend Yamatsuka Tetsuro, he’ll make you sound like Black Dice, it’ll be a total blast:

Lindstrom – The Contemporary Fix (EYE Remix)

Yes, we have been riding the smooth waves created by italo and cosmo-Prins Thomas disco(not disco) but we have not forgotten the forest jamborees of past times. We can still appreciate sampled and cut-up baby voice-rave anthems, still get lost in the house of dayglo smashed mirrors at the fair that Black Dice and OOIOO beam to our brains from the darkside of the Sun.

This marriage of those two sides is like a digital pixelated explosion in the sky, releasing Cassette Playa eyeballs that clatter across the room like pinballs, closely followed by flaming Chinese Dragons that loop in and out of chattering skull’s eye sockets that alternate between green and orange, Altered Beast characters kicking and punching in a macabre arcade disco dance-off.

Glass Candy’s new CDR, B/E/A/T/B/O/X, is a giant growling fuscia spraycan, dispersing a fine mist of glitter-beat power pop that engulfs 8O’s Madonna, Donna Summer, that guy Moroder, Kraftwerk and Patrick Cowley and sprays them over miami beach palm trees and NY skyline silouettes, they are but liquid metal dripping from sharpened points into the Beatbox jacuzzi below.

Glass Candy – Last Nite I Met A Costume (B/E/A/T/B/O/X Version)

Remember ‘City Lites’ from the ‘Music Dream’ CDR in 2006? We said that track was like frozen rain hitting the cold hard concrete floor lit with blue moonlight in a sleeping city. Well, ‘Last Nite I Met A Costume’ is the same time and space transported to the countryside, an orange fading to dull brown cloud filled sky. Aeroplanes with the movement and dexterity of sea snakes undulate through the air passing across liquid green lasers firing from the pinnacle of the highest mountain on the horizon, lasers that scrawl faces on the Moon that are reflected on vast lakes and through dew covered treetops. Then comes the rain, hot and acidic, tearing holes in the forests, boiling the lakes and dissolving the mountains to green deserts.

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We look different. Welcome to the new thing.