Oh joy. I've had the new Acid Mothers Temple CD sneaked into my pile
by the ever canny Clint. This sprawling collective of Japanese hippies &
noise terrorists, considered "freaks" by a certain bespectacled bald
man I know quite well, have released 'Mantra Of love', 2 tracks of hippy drone
folk bollocks that goes on & on & on & on & on & on & on
& on & on & on & on & on & on & on & on & on
& on & on forever. I once got accused by a girl who I saw at one of
their gigs of "stalking her".( fuck knows what I was doing at one of
their gigs in the first place!!!) I'd only ever met her twice. That's what this
terribly indulgent bunch of bastards do to people's heads. They give you
paranoia & the fear. Oh yeah, man. Beware!
