In 1987 I was in my 20s living in Chicago, frequenting dance clubs like Exit and the Smart Bar on the north side. We use to partake in substances that would allow us to go non stop late into the early morning. “Catching the rabbit, pressing skin, collecting an ear, tearing about…tearing about.” It felt very much like that dance scene from the Matrix Reloaded movie. My experience with Wire started here with their first album in 8 years, chalked full of dark, ominous rhythms that snake and drill through the listener’s body and soul. Like the song says,”We’re milling through the grinder, grinding through the mill, if this is not an exercise could it be a … DRILL?”
When it’s cold I feel cold, when it’s hot I feel ambitious!
The Ideal Copy clocks in at one hour.