So back in '96 my family went on a rare family trip, this time to London. Got all my savings and bought a ton of albums and my first Adidas Gazelle. Good trip.

From what I got I clearly remember this one and The Breeders' Pod. Those two albums redefined everything I listened afterwards as the world was phasing out grunge and I was done with the british punk classics.

Do i like pop music now? Is this pop? I asked myself. Not sure but this distorted and delicate sound went on to be up my alley. Dark and sweet, slow but intense in all its noisy glory. Such a unique sound with catchy melodies (Superball, Honeycomb) and some amazing twist and turns (Comet#9, Flower of the Apocalypse).

One of those albums I will forever cherish.

Name
Charlie
Ale Muñoz
Nahúm García
Rodrigo Garcia
Mattias Hinderson
Diego Cano
ABEL CUEVAS