Mu - Let’s Get Sick
One of the last songs I listened to before internetting about things became a common practice.
From the (just now found!) 2003 pitchfork review of Mu’s debut ‘Afro Fingers and Gel,’ a description of this song:
It’s all in good fun, though, as “Let’s Get Sick” coughs up Liquid Liquid’s leftfield lugies at a ferocious pace with a full minute of air-raid sirens before Mu’s processed voice gets beamed down to walk on Yoko Ono’s thin ice, cracking cold cowbells and ice-picking timbales with each four on the floor. She barks direct orders about being positive and calling in sick to work so that she and her man can lay about all day, puffing on a spliff. She even goes so far as to rhyme “we feel each others’ bodies” with “kisses to my oranges,” which is ticklish enough, but then proceeds to go doot-doot ahhhhhh like Stereolab used to do, before snapping out of her haze with a scream of “Fuck that!”
