Were it not for the amazing fashion sense of our favorite be-mulleted keytarist, this record would not be on here. Mr. Bugnon plays amazingly Muzak-esque jazz lite that will guarantee you will be begging for the music you usually listen to in elevators. Complete with synthesized handclap beats, fake whipcracks, that drum machine beat that sounds like someone bouncing a basketball in a gym, Alex Bugnon delivers a full array of sounds you haven’t heard since the 80s. He even uses that little chirping sound that my Casio-imitation keyboard makes to keep time! Oh yeah, and don’t forget the gratuitous use of cowbell. Over all of this synthesized cocktail, Alex plays his fabulous keytar.
This piece is called “Dance of the Ghosts,” and is a good example of A.B.’s keytar-hero madness.
Dance of the Ghosts
In “Human Epilogue,” there are some gospel singers which almost make up for the track’s spectacular un-funkiness. Almost.
“ladies, gaze upon my acid-washed package and I will woo you with my keytardedness”