They sing the word “yeah” 72 freakin’ times in layered harmonies of bratty “nyah-nyah” sing-song. Teen anthems of scathing criticism, tongue-in-cheek fuck-alls.
Ploddingly minimalistic repetition of simple phrases and music that was recorded live instead of taking the time and energy to meticulously craft each song.
Ranging from techno frenzy to the hard-edged industrial wallop of Drown and Front Line Assembly, Lost is 11 songs of non-stop technology-induced energy.