The Nineties were a foreign country. They did things differently there. All these records that I bought on cassettes and CD's throughout the decade and have blown up to become this mythic, legendary thing. But this certainly ranks highly among them.
This seems to be clued in to a lot of things. Labyrinthine. Tuned in to the mystique of the OST. Sequel culture. A very poweful aura. Raw and sly. By the time I get to the end of this I wonder why I haven't been listening to this for thirty years, .
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