martins elevated position in society is nothing to do with his being a stockbroker- it's purely a matter of his having some of the finest bone structure this side of los fucking angeles.

on saturday i was at a party with him (darren was playing drums in the next room to twenty or so dancing people- sorry to grant's neighbours for that) and a complete stranger approached to ask for a light. as martin was fishing in his pockets, this lady was so struck by martins bone structure that she was moved to compliment him on it. so you could read that image on many levels really...

greatest thanks to everybody who voted for us on the lamacq playlist- y'all made my week and are welcome round my flat for milk and cookies anytime. we are currently recording single number 2, REACTORPARTY, which we hope to get out in the new year somehow.

the song is our tribute to happy hardcore and is fast.

the lyrics came about after hearing of hardcore and gabba parties occurring amongst the decaying hulks of abandoned soviet nuclear power plants. the new uses of these spaces seems to be symptomatic of the erosion of centralised control of the state infrastructure.

apparently popular with many partygoers are the purple slices carved from loaves of bread through which denaturat or industrial ethanol has been filtered. it seems the free market economy has not yet provided adequately for its citizens' recreational drug needs.

nevertheless, i think we can learn much from the revolutionary approach of the reactorparty. how to reclaim wasted urban spaces for free parties, how to get wasted no matter how little cashmoney is available to you, how to dance harder, and most importantly- if you desire regime change in a state, don't send your young to be butchered on the battlefield, don't waste your time with the official legal channels; all you really need is a shady man with a poison tipped umbrella and you can make your enemies look like freddy krueger.

shitdisco says: anarchy in the USSR