Ennui has always been fashionable to one degree or another, but boy is strong right now. Internationzale is one of a handful of bands whose modus operandi is a kind of semi-tumescent, electronic-based industrial that lends itself well to extended afternoon moping sessions. Those grey, endless hours of waiting for night to roll around and clubs to open need a soundtrack too, so bring it on.
Here is the pattern: very limited cassette run, artwork that heavily uses images of opulence (jewelry, pools, statues), combined with naked fashion models, text clipped from other sources (magazines, porn, advertisements) and track titles that make Trent Reznor get a litigious itch. Put that in a blender with half a pack of cigarettes and the remnants of last night’s string of over-priced gin and tonics and one of these depressive-episode-via-cassette gems will pop into existence.
I love all of that. It captures the feeling of a hung-over goth with bed-head, leaning against a graffiti covered wall, sweating through their black t-shirt as the sun heats the late afternoon air. It should be ridiculous to anyone over 17 but dammit we all have part of us tucked away that this speaks right to.
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