This song makes me dance funny.

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Can’t sleep, got to be up in three hours*, watching a Ross Kemp documentary about Polish football hooligans on some pish-awful afterthought of a channel, Kemp himself just got hit with a bit of stray teargas as riot police are called in at a match in Krakow, then the opening notes to this track come in and I remember that very recently my gf and I watched that Extras episode with Ross Kemp in and Underworld are her favourite band so I guess everything has come full circle and I should probably go to bed because seriously how did Underworld end up in a late night documentary about Polish football hooligans and oh god I’m going to feel like absolute shite when I crawl out of bed at 6am.

*This pig got a job now. Are you proud of me, tumblr?

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The Yardbirds performing to a crowd of inexplicably stern, serious, non-dancing squares.

I still need to see this film. -10 Italian points. Fer fug’s sake I even took some Italian film courses at uni.

Kontour makes weird, interesting, somewhat sinister music out of droning analogue synths and heavily (mis)treated vocals.

No harsh guitar feedback masking a lack of talent, no extremist politics, no slavishly pandering to the goth scene, no hideously ill-advised dabbling in folk, metal or EBM.

Well done, industrial music. I think we can be friends again.