“People have been leaping on the technology side of the album a lot, calling it futuristic, which has always baffled us, because it’s all about neon lights and airbags and plane crashes or whatever. It’s not particularly futuristic. I don’t know. Pick a song.”
OK, “Subterranean Homesick Alien” then… but oh dear, it only leads to a long-winded, three-way ramble taking in “Close Encounters Of The Third Kind”, “Star Wars”, the Pixies, Philip K Dick, and the industrial revolution which nobody appears to enjoy at all. Such are the pitfalls of making meaningful rock music.