abandon all expectations ye who enter here, other lands (previous, druid-like incantations on firec015 mac-talla nan creag) got you covered with a truly compelling assortment of jazz snaz and post-armaggedon cosmo-disco oddities, occupying the space between alien-revisited exotica, classic jacking house workouts and a boc chromakey dreamcoat kinda vibe, seemingly elusive at first but definitely familiar to the ears of uncool survivors like you and i. one thing s sure, other lands could throw a balearic party at one of berghain s most secret leather-friendly backrooms that it wouldn t feel out of place. never mind the weird, inverse sun-tan lines.