First up, a slab of beautiful chaos from Tuxedomoon, “Desire” – its sentiments, particularly the repeated tagline in crossrhythms – are more apt than ever. Especially today.
And to finish, some lovely depression from our lad Robyn Hitchcock, “High on Yourself” – the chorus of this one is the most succinct summary of most people’s lives today as I could imagine.
Tuxedomoon “Desire” (Desire, 1981)
Robyn Hitchcock “High on Yourself” (Shadow Cat, rlsd. 2008)