If I’d had procreative sex while listening to Cabaret Voltaire’s Colours when it first came out, the resulting love child would be barely old enough to drive right now. I guess it’s worth noting that if the sex I’d had while listening to Colours was, in fact, of the procreative sort, there’d be a rather large number of young people taking Drivers’ Ed classes as you read this.
I’m just sayin’. And don’t get me thinking about the medium-sized, teen villages which would’ve been generated by Peter Gabriel’s soundtrack to The Last Temptation of Christ.
Listening to the title track from Colours makes me want to have procreative sex, like, right now. Horny technofunk from Sheffield’s industrial music pioneers Richard Kirk and Stephen Mallinder for your Friday enjoyment, and totally safe for work, too:










That song makes me want to sniff amyl nitrate and… well your mother could be reading.
I’ve tried to have procreative sex before, but I always end up swallowing any potential babies…
I rather don’t think it’s safe for work at all. Maybe your relationship with your co-workers is different, but it’s my impression that people don’t like to be looked in the way that this music tends to make one look at them.
Wow! That made me want to hurry along that disco ball installation in my cubicle. Oh, and The Last Temptation of Christ soundtrack was fantastic wasn’t it!?!