My Beautiful, Goldfrapped Orbital Laundrette

Were you there to? Stoned, lazy weekend afternoons in your sleazy neighborhood laundrette?

You never knew if the comatose, bald guys next to you would become the kings of stadium-rave or if the friendly girl, daydreaming on a washing machine would later style herself successfully as Thea-von-Harbou-Sex-Robot.
I bet they all have at least one washing machine now!

Orbital & Alison Goldfrapp: Are we here?

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