Prior to this review William Steffey was a complete stranger to us. During the first try at listening his record through we were wishing he still was. We’re still wondering why the editor passed this stale hybrid of The The circa Infected and the poorest electronics we’ve had to endure in a long while in our direction. Was he trying to re-sharpen our most vicious review-blades? Poor William was even polite enough to include a little business card, featuring his URL and a handy access code for extra songs. Just in case we would want to find out more about his entirely uninteresting try at crossing guitars with post-modern electronics. It reminded us of Chris Rea. Lord knows we do not wish to be reminded of Chris Rea. Vade retro, Satanas!

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