FTVS is pleased to report that Platipus Records has returned. Yes, dear reader, it is important to stress that FTVS is not racist towards trance music from the 1990s, and unlike most other weblogs, does not pay heed to ribaldry or vogue ideologies (note that FTVS does exercise extreme prejudice toward trance music from the post-millennial era).
Scrutinize the egregiously narcotized lullaby pasted below, and transmorph your mind to the ecstasy-drenched winter of 1995. If this refrain does not imbibe in you an immediate and compulsive need to pull out your binky and massage a sincerely obese candy raving matron covered in Vick’s vapor rub, well, both your geometry and theology are evidently beyond repair.
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