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What can we possibly tell you? That 'Saddic Gladdic' comes on like the Jackson 5 being beaten to death by Speedy Gonzales at Butlins? That 'Shadows' uses an organ sound so utterly mournful and yet also utterly ludicrous you want to weep and laugh while making your testes dance up and down? That 'UBFormby' sounds like Scratch Perry dubbing up the entire city of Blackpool? That 'Nighty Night' features a Motown bassline and someone playing a tune on a violin made from a live cat? That we really have absolutely no idea what we're talking about?'I'm Sorry I Make You Lush' displays all the trademark Wagon Christ tricks - woozy, gaudy, beautiful kitschtronica, the tightest, tidiest funk drummage and anus-wobbling sub bass. But there is, of course, a little more than that. Mr Vibert does it again - before you know it you're gulping down endless handfuls of sugar-coated avant garde pills and not even noticing the levels of cleverness, the sheer range of inventiveness, the subtlety of this West Country music machine.
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