Bring Back Devo!

I don’t know what it is about this Techno crap, but as my good friend Right Said Fred might say, Techno is too sexy for me to listen to. Some of it has actually got under my skin and hardwired itself to my nervous system. Normally I’d turn a blind ear (or should that be ‘deaf’…whatever) towards the stuff, but recently its enchanting beats and three to four notes repeated over and over again have become my heartbeat. Those little ultra-cool people writing this stuff on those Casio keyboards are freaking geniuses. I mean, come on, that synthetic snare drum roll that leads to the musical denouement is pure gold baby. As the one of the last links we have to the early 80s style of synthetic music, Techno wraps around you like some sort of polyester garb that doesn’t want to let go. Now don’t even get me started on the raves that this stuff is so commenly played at. I give Techno music four Ecstasy tablets out of five. Now where’s my glowstick?…