|HAILING FROM the land of the heathen, sorry, heather and snatching a handle from the classic sixties futurist comic weekly, the average consumer of popular music literama would, given the current state of play on the fashion/fad court, expect the TV21 collective physiognomy to be as common place on the front covers as the selling price and issue number.
Likewise the sounds produced should surely veer to the synthetic and mechanical end of the contemporary spectrum. Right?
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