During the odd ‘in-between’ space that is Week 0, I searched for a show to give me something to do, amid the random dilly-dallying and the odd collection currently occupying my time.
I didn't expect how perfectly my personal happiness would fit an album so preoccupied with the sounds of old advertisements and obsolete electronics, filled with the relentless optimism of a world that believed the future could only get better.
The soundtrack to whatever you’re doing in commemoration of Thatcher’s death, whether you’re telling everyone on Facebook how it’s wrong to celebrate someone’s death regardless of their character, mourning, or nursing a 3 litre bottle of White Lightning.
Will Dickson found some stuff this week he thought was good. '...though I'm not entirely sure if everything here was released in the past week. Whatever. Bite me.'