Playing tracks by
Ann Steel + Roberto Cacciapaglia, Sparks, David Bowie, The Sven Libaek Orchestra, Black Devil Disco Club and more.
Basically, there's this movie you see in the wee hours of the morning when you're coming down from your halycon-blitzed, neon blur of a night. Your mind is a cherry mash and your transparent plastic oversuit smells of sweet sweat and e-cigarettes (the bad kind). After you make your way to the living room, through the rusted steel mess that is your kitchen, you grab your cyberdeck off the formica coffee table and jack in. The only viewing channels still available are showing hazy, poor-quality films from the late 20th century. After flipping through the four programs available you settle on a movie that has something to do with robots, mysterious strangers in strange places, a love triangle, aliens, and felines. It's all very vague and you can't quite follow the story but you tune in anyway because it's 04:38 and you don't have anything better to do. It's still all very vague.