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Oh man, how could I have neglected to post this on Halloween! I'm not much of a goth fan, but I do like how Bauhaus sometimes came at it from a darkly psychedelic angle. This one is particularly queasy, with a swirling dubbiness that seems to come straight from a thoroughly gone night of debauchery.
On the lighter side, every time Peter Murphy moans the chorus, all I see is this.

I have a limited knowledge of The The's discography, which is a shame because I have a feeling that I'd like a lot of their stuff. Beside the fact that they're always grouped with bands I like to play on jukeboxes (Bauhaus; Talk Talk; ABC), the few songs I do know are killer.
I first heard this one on May 7, 2010, right after watching a friend's band play on the Lower East Side. It was blared through the speakers between sets, and I could feel the bass in my ribs. I was afraid that it wouldn't sound nearly as aggressive later (ie. sober, through my home stereo) but it held up nicely. Beautifully, even. I will dig deeper, The The. For now, Flesh and Bones has saved you from being immortalized by an M&M's commercial.