Song of the day – 197: Factory Floor

Daniel’s sitting crossed-legged on the floor with his mum, eating dried apricots, grooving to the motorik beat. It’s hypnotic. Uncompromising. I can relate to the dance moves. Man, it’s raining some outside. Man, this is reminding me of Cabaret Voltaire’s Voice Of America. Now his mum is up and dancing, doing the hula hoop swirl. […]