One of 2 killer new 45s from May from Polytechnic Youth. This one featuring the enigmatic, underground genius of MIDDEX. Cold as fuck, brutally icey synth blasts from the depths of South East London. In the man himself’s own words:
‘This is the second installation of suburban deliberation and galactic musings for Polytechnic Youth from MIDDEX. This is outer space hidden in the outer boroughs plastered over the flat thump of frosted perspex hearts’.
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