The teasing truth of this band’s starkly understated lyrics, and of its liberated, alluring tone, will see its dream-deep music survive as long as humanity.

Dead-pan comedy raps feeble excuses for clichéd misdemeanours, hanging humour on real life’s bedroom farce, as hormones wander eternally. The distilled depth of Freudian animation, and gloriously carnal stage choreography, sees E-rotic’s gyrating eurobeat plunge mind and heart into sex, with the gasping spontaneity of integrity.

Through their timeless work, art and pornography have been glued with a courteous, feminist romance, which “comes” with a laughing, dancing consciousness; and which once – from the land of Bach’s soul-tickling, engineered lullabies – freed the 1990s.

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