Fair-weather fans have no need for different takes on the same material, completists have it already, and ’70s Wire-heads have no use for this period, period.
France’s Treponem Pal’s advent material was a metal-heavy behemoth with a thin veil of electronic augmentation. The synth-basting bits are now more pronounced.
Too pop to be trip, too R’n’B to be Poe, too slick to be Björk, not massive enough to be an attack. It really doesn’t add up to much. Elevator electro?
It’s always amazed me how much of a reputation these guys have with so little to back it up. “Sex on Wheels” is a great song, but what else have they done?