...some rig called Modeselektor — in the midst of a chopped and bitmapped post-two-step dance track — tossed a kind of capsule analysis of a certain stratum of Brit nationalism, somewhere among the yobs and swells, chavs and bogens, with a precision that either the Ess-Oh or Mike Skinner would give a finger for:
There are many others sorts what haven't got a clue / they don't do pilates they shoot up in the loo / they got surround sound / a Rottweiler hound / they don't want the Euro replacing the PoundPosted by jane at June 13, 2007 02:09 PM | TrackBack— "Silikon" (feat. Sasha Perera)