This is a certain strain of industrial dance music that existed in the '90s, one that we need back in our lives. This is the music that would be playing in the B-level action movie when the camera panned into the villain's gothed-out nightclub lair, when it lingered lovingly on the girls in vinyl dresses and on the piles of cocaine on the bar tables. It's loud, nasty, serrated music, music built on thudding drum machines and squalling sirens and scuzz-rasp vocals and house pianos and distorted guitars. It's music that flaunts its transgressiveness, like Marilyn Manson, but also its knowingly goofy playfulness, like the B-52's. It's the music of My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult, of Lords Of Acid, of KMFDM, of the Ministry side project Revolting Cocks.