Charged particles

You start your song off with the bass insistence of "Psycho Killer," and I turn my glance in your direction. You push into a searing, Can-esque groove and I'm getting in the car, fastening my seat, and ignoring the scenery. You kick into a chorus that sparks off like dirty fireworks, and I'll sit tight as you take us through a second half that sounds like you forgot to turn off the tape machine while you rehearsed your next song. There are worse kinds of chance encounters. An yet again, a salute to the infinitely kind Mutant Sounds for the rip.

Patrick Burke - Target Atoms Tirade