Son Raw is in love with a Goth girl.
In which XXXY synthesizes both the zeitgeist of Bass music’s thousand plateaus and the history of his home town. After all, is there anything more Mancunian than spontaneously igniting a bouquet of decaying flowers to a sadly emotive yet somehow still euphoric House track called “I know this can’t be love?” Somewhere, the ghosts of Ian Curtis and Tony Wilson are smiling.
