I warmed up for this album by listening to Robbie Williams’ much maligned masterpiece Rudebox. Why? Because I wanted to make my ears sensitive, I wanted them to be soaked in electro sugar pop. I wanted them to be unprepared for an audio onslaught. I wanted to be marooned on the opposite end of the spectrum. Then I lit up and chilled for a few moments, taking in George Clinton’s ‘Atomic Dog’. I’m now beyond the spectrum and into a new galaxy.