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Sasha and Digweed should become enemies in a publicity stunt, and bitter rivals, throwing discarded bits of "golden age" trance records at each other -- ouch, those sharp vinyl edges! And then, after crossed arms and wearing headphones (to drown out each others' voices), they hug and make up and release Northern Exposure IV.
Actually, no. I'm not for such theatrics. But it works for rock and rap stars. 
(STRICTLY kidding)
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