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Rating: I saw him very serious, with his innocent demeanor, the President of the United States, in a white polo shirt, announcing on CNN that he is “firmly committed to the Mars research project.” But who does he think he's fooling? Instead, let him tell us what experiments he's conducting on the aliens imprisoned at the Wright-Patterson Air Force in Dayton, Ohio. And admit that some have escaped and are among us.
They began making cosmic music in the ‘60s, music whose trances led straight to space. It was called psychedelic music, space music, and all the acid heads of that era would have sworn to have seen the little green antennae creatures on more than one occasion.
Well, “Stereophonic Pop Art Music” is, if it was still needed, definitive proof of this incontrovertible reality. And every time they get bolder: this time they even include, inside the cover, a photo of one of them. Andy Smith, Chris Brightwell, Mark Carolan, Pete Bassman, and Digger are the names they claim to have, surely anagrams of their Martian names. And the music is always the same: long sequences of distorted guitars and keyboards. It’s not so much the blurred and flanged sound image from the prescribed low-fidelity recording that’s relevant, but the persistence of a blinding light that the mind continues to follow, drawing a route among the asteroids. The countdown that begins “Astro” slices for ten minutes through the night of the universe with a descending musical parabola that falls exactly into the orbit of the red planet. The cosmic symphony concludes with “Martian Interlude”: clearer than that!
This explains why we haven’t received signals from the Spaceman/Spiritualized/Spectrum base lately: the oval heads with little pointed noses and big almond-shaped eyes were busy with the Alpha Stone project...
Taxi! Follow that UFO, quickly!
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