Chicago's [B]Curtis Jones[/B] is here to debut a live interpretation of his astonishing [B]'Constant Chaos'[/B] album, and to generally inject some much-needed glamour into the laboriously frills-f

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The freaks are out in force, mainlining their weekly fix of nihilist techno. The biggest freak of all, though, is centre stage, smiling as he surveys the wriggling wreckage before him. This is Green Velvet, half-man, half-scientific experiment, his naked torso slender and sculpted, his shaved head decorated with small green suction caps. You can’t miss him.

Moreover, you’d be stupid to. For Chicago’s Curtis Jones is here to debut a live interpretation of his astonishing ‘Constant Chaos’ album, and to generally inject some much-needed glamour into the laboriously frills-free techno ghetto. Usually that would entail nothing more than growing a full head of hair, but when the music, too, is as unique as Curtis himself, it seems we could be approaching excitement overload.

Still, if you thought Curtis‘ scalp appendages exotic, wait until you find out what’s going on inside his head. He tells stories, you see. Schizophrenic stories about being molested by aliens – that’ll be the paranoid percolation of ‘Abduction’ – and of being reincarnated as a water molecule during ‘Water Molecule”s mutant house. He narrates these tales in a camp drawl, motionless, as two friends forge abstract electronica and dislocated rhythms from banks of machinery.

There’s no doubting the abundance of personality here. And with Green Velvet, it’s a strange pleasure listening to them all.