Understated and pared back (and somewhat handicapped by launching the proceedings with a tepid cover of Bowie's "Andy Warhol"), the slow simmering appeal of the post-punk maneuvers deployed by this Neue Deutche Welle unit only really begins to assert itself over the latter half of this 10" where the thrumming intensity that been churning below the surface begins to bubble up through the fissures in their stripped guitar/bass/drums format.
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