This is one of Galaxian’s best, even though it might sound a bit earnest for some. Atmospheric and, as a result of some sterling work with disembodied voice transfiguration, sinister and poignant simultaneously. (Read that last bit in the exaggerated accent of a hippy Californian futurist). A set ender if ever I’ve heard one, leaving the crowd to disperse to their early morning food for thought.
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