This is the dance of the Brains on the Run. They dance, squirm, rub their sweaty inhibitions under a shower of RADIOactive neutrinos. Naked under anonymous, aseptic white coats, the excitement is tangible, palpable. Beams of lysergic sub-nuclear particles bounce along the accelerators, collisions with liberating effects light up naked scientific bodies gone wild. Synthetic drugs from simple formulas transform into beating hearts, they live, they excite, they join the industrial bacchanal. They live and let live.
This is the dance of the neurons on the run. It dances on the ruins of conventions, of mediocrity as an indispensable quality, of inhibitory brakes imposed like smiles in a group photo at a dreary stillborn wedding. It dances on the ruins of the common being's laboratory. Rhythms blasted by live machines, revenge, cryptic messages like rhythmic ejaculations of disturbed brilliant minds.
This is the dance of the melodies in tight faux black leather. They engage in sensual sado-masochistic practices with heavily drugged drag queens wrapped in radioactive sheets. Asexual test tubes rhythmically squirt martial chants, disturbed by noise turbines, alien heartbeats join the dances, in honor of an idea that generated very sweet rotten apples.
A lively, excited laboratory, inviting us to join the dance, strip down, let the brains escape, free them, let them shoot beyond. Beyond the COIL
This is the dance of the Coil
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By caesar666
Backwards captures the group of John Balance and Peter Christopherson at a crucial moment when they were refining their experimental language.
The real gem of this album is the original version of 'A Cold Cell': I love this song by the Coil, listening to it always moves me.