Upon hearing this track, Brian Eno once rang up David Bowie to breathlessly tell him he had heard 'the future'. When I heard Ricardo Villalobos play this in its pure extended (8 minute) state during the peak funtimes of an epic set in the Tivoli a few years back, that was exactly how it still sounded - like the future.
Ever the futurist, Donna paves the way for English World Cup footballing stick insect Peter Crouch
P.S guess what you guys? After the imro shitstorm I've realised I don't post enough Irish interest stuff here. So expect some in the near future. Also, the remaining 'songs of the decade' [judder] are lying around in a bin in my brain somewhere. As soon as I rinse the bin juice off of 'em with a squirt of 'Of Montreal', I'll start posting again.
P.S guess what you guys? After the imro shitstorm I've realised I don't post enough Irish interest stuff here. So expect some in the near future. Also, the remaining 'songs of the decade' [judder] are lying around in a bin in my brain somewhere. As soon as I rinse the bin juice off of 'em with a squirt of 'Of Montreal', I'll start posting again.

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