The opening synthesizer blips taste of Showbiz Pizza, the only introduction appropriate for vocalist Jess DeCuir’s disassociative color catalogue. “Purple, chrome, neon green,” she logs like the menacing onboard computer foiled in a bad sci-fi movie, instructed to name every possible color before initiating the self-destruct sequence. Jeff DeCuir’s mock-impassioned list of all the studio equipment used to produce the track, by contrast, smells faintly of Weird Al’s hair gel. “The sounds and the colors are one,” the duo concludes, as are wo/man and Casio, apparently. The Matrix has already descended upon us, and its name was Devo.
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