If the youngsters in the audience would like to know what the early 90s
felt like, this is it.
Go to a club at say, 2 am, and ask someone to put this on, at a volume loud enough to shake chairs and loosen fillings.
This song, pulsing,... shaking with a drum beat like something from a war movie, is about defiancetoward religion and a malicious gusto toward life.
The suicide hotline from hell.
You want love?
You want devotion?
You want real?
Reach out, touch me.