Acerca de Stereolab
Clean, soapy bliss like a new bottle of bubbles. The looped wand waves through the wind and casts out dreamy, melancholic analog waves. A picnic on a sunny day with estranged French relatives; both familiar and foreign, you recognize the references, but you cannot help but notice they are out of context. The chanteuse's optimism creates absurd words of revolution and the empty promise of future days.