Last week I was puzzled -maybe even a little disquieted- by the sheer volume of good music coming out. Had I known then that Gary can't spell Caos was just round the corner I could have relaxed and just enjoyed the good times whilst they lasted. Yep, this is just what it looks like, a meeting of two genius song writers. Ray brings the bassline, the catchy as hell hook, the tortured soul, the ironic subtexts of a blind man fighting racism, and the talent. Gary brings a bag of shit house music. Like Sly Stallone shambling through Rocky 10, the man Caos takes something that was once a thing of grace and power and turns it into a lumpen pile of no.
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