The Presets


Talk Like That

Woooh! Ghosts in the machine! Kicking off with an electro church organ bit like something off The Phantom Of The O-Pacha, ‘Talk Like That’ descends into magnificently doomy synth-pop that brings to mind the somewhat disturbing image of a Hot Chip in rubber gimp suits being chained up by the nipples in a Berlin torture dungeon. It makes this reviewer start to think that this single reviewing lark is endangering his mental health.

Mark Beaumont