Special Request returns from hibernation with four albums he made in his underpants.
Of the new material, he tells us:
"I had a right fucking doss making this. Fuck all that conceptual guff m888"
Strictly bowel-evacuating bangers. Those of a nervous disposition should also watch out for incontinence.
Many people think you can't do anything truly NEW in electronic music. Special request disagrees. He elaborates:
"nah, that's bollocks"
Upon playing some of the new tracks to a friend, the question "are u alright m8?" was asked.
Now you, the avid listener, can answer for yourself.