When I'm talking about industrial, this is what I'm talking about. Ugly, dirty, deviated, primal, dangerous... I can't put my finger on what makes the underlying mechanics work but when Einstürzende Neubauten go all out as they constantly did back in the 1980s, it feels like it's the music of humanity or more precisely, the music of humanity's creation. Oh, and it also looks like "Armenia" would have been Nosferatu's favorite karaoke song if he could feel anything at all. Blame Blixa Bargeld's shriek for your next nightmare.