middex

So cold it freezes to the touch, so isolationist its unmarked postcode roughly reveals its location lost somewhere in the gaps existing between alternative futures and dimensions, latest teaser from erstwhile head pupils over at Polytechnic Youth, that’ll be Middex, shows no sign of them thawing any day soon. ‘low life’ retains their typically starkly sparse minimalist outsiderism, sore thumbs raised on a diet of Ralph and Some Bizarre platters whilst simultaneously very much tuned into the cold war surveillance sound worlds frequented by those impish souls the Truth About Frank. ‘low life’ stares bleakly into the darkening shadow lands of an age to come / been or perhaps very much present seen through a prism gouged in a seedy brutalism.

   

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