Top-of-the-range, fresh-from-the-shelf 21st Century electronics blend seamlessly with the best noises the 80s had to offer, while the lyrics trawl through the sleazier end of sex, drugs and, er… steak. Which this is nothing like.ĭripping with spunk and fake fur, Never Mind The Botox has moments of electronic beauty (“Yulay Butterfly” sounds like Kraftwerk and Yellow Magic Orchestra soundtracking Neuromancer) rubbing up against (well, frotting, actually) high-camp Disco (“Gay Boy”) and Sleazepop that recalls “Sex Dwarf”-era Soft Cell (Fuck Machine”). Hailing from Thailand, Japan and the UK, Futon bizarrely enough include among their ranks Bee, who once upon a time was the elfin genius behind Into A Circle‘s Burroughs-obsessed Goth-pop masterpiece Assassins. So begins the journey of decadence that is Futon‘s debut album Never Mind The Botox, an Anglo-Asian blend of sex, drugs and Hi-NRG Electropop. No, not Alec Empire‘s “ Addicted To You“, which took the same riff and straped it to the front of a tank: this is a down and dirty, sleazy floorshow cover. And the first thing you hear is a pumping Electro version of the Stooges‘ “I Wanna Be Your Dog”. Imagine the guy from Electric Six has managed to spend all your money, pump you full of drugs and take you to a gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.
