A brilliant soundtrack, if, like me, you plan to spend tomorrow shoving a bunch of E’s up your arse, joyriding your mum’s Ka round Stevenage, trying to pull the first jegging clad 14 year old you see, and finally collapsing sobbing and repentant outside the local Lidl, one hand clutching a 3 litre bottle of Trampagne, the other spurting blood from a deep, yet unspecified wound. Through the bestest of highs and the grimmest of lows, Benassi’s lumpen thudding euphoria will feel just GREAT. 9 out of 5.
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