
There are some real gems in this past Monday’s Fluo-as-translated-by-a-robot.
The post is called “They Is Always The Same Gestures.” Oh, is they?

pic : rita vogt
“I révé too much of the scénari of horror where the headstocks take life, I always wondered what that would have been the monstrous one if one had put a little artificial intelligence Warp in cranium of the TLC. Mondkopf tries the blow and the headstocks of ice become the true comforting sisters of which they gave each other the air.”
Mondkopf – Bath of the Morning
“Disco music tuning which makes tunes, a post scifi in automatic mode for post-human pieces, here one has fun the fun fair under the artificial lights, one goes back from there then under an artificial light, I comfort itself of tone smile of artificière, cheeks pink, gray sweater matched with the carpet, laser green and red boots, patent.”
Vitalic – Anatoles (live)
“With far Rex the dog bark credits disco music désincarné to the extreme, anthem of the world cup of Rugby galactic 2078, cyborgs with the oiled drill plates warm up in slide. If as me you saw Miami Vice in VF you remember inevitably this scene where the truant known as one “I adore the discotheque”, I adhere while thinking of all these pretty girls, surface but generous, who return the light while turning to small steps around their bag to hand.”
Rex the dog – Circulate jbag radio edit
“I neither homosexual nor am bodybuildé, and yet the disco music haunts me like Kraeger the house music. I am not only, it does not have there that to listen to the last mix of Booka Shade, Ewan Pearson, Château Flight which begin their Body Language with the Distant Message of Bogdan Irkük that I posted here a few weeks ago. Our weekends overflow and Mondays have paces of 7eme day, to accompany the slow exit by my cryogenic box ultimate credits disco music, this Homage II which could make me cry lakes over wild planet.”
Roland Sebastian Faber – Homage II on the myspace of Paddle records
I don’t know about you but my favorite line is probably “I neither homosexual nor am bodybuildé, and yet the disco music haunts me.” Methinks the lady doth protest too much, n’est-ce pas?
I kid! I kid because I love.
And thus concludes this edition of:

xx,
Baron von Luxxury
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