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Oh, and the synths—CHRIST, they’re filthy! Like, dirty enough to make ya blush, but classy too, yknow? Little story: mate of mine swore he heard it in a dodgy Paris bar, some chick dancin slow—dunno if he’s lyin, but I see it, fits the *Escort* mood. Sarcasm time: “Oh yeh, totally a song for knittin grannies”—piss off, it’s for rebels and night owls. Love how it don’t give a fuck bout rules, just like Godard’s lens—*“Time is out of joint!”*—time bends when it hits, swear it.

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m a biochemist, right? But today, I felt more like a circus performer in Ikeda. Yeah, Ikeda, Japan! It’s this chill city in Osaka Prefecture, but lemme tell ya, it was anything but chill today.

Ryoji Ikeda’s “Data-Verse” at the High Is an Ego Killer