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Evil Robot of S.O.S. writes:

"We have done it! Style Over Substance have triumphed again with their massive new single “I Need My Space” !!!

The last weekend was a fucking joke, right. I'm trying to get a jam together and these bastards are all sitting round on the internet getting juiced. Knowlie spends pretty much the whole fucking weekend sitting there talking to birds on Myspace avidly relaying every detail about each chick on there. He amasses a collection of over 300 mostly teenage girls on our page, and come Sunday he has attained some 16 year olds phone number and announces he’s off to hook up with and see if he can convince her to blow him in the park.
“It’s what kids do these days.” He shrugs.

Come Monday it’s a write-off. Turkey and Dale are all miserable with sexlesss man angst and Matt keeps skulking off to his room to play depressing hang myself music and cry into his wheaties because I was rude about his beloved Hazel.

But finally . . . the breakthrough. We were working on some Trancey kind of arppy shit, and we just came up with this glam slammer, real electro rock disco shit like “Bodyrockers – I like the way you move.”

It’s awesome – check it out on our Myspace page. It’s all about how the kids are hooked on the ‘space and shit, it slams! Best tune we’ve written in ages.

Once it was done we went out to celebrate. Matt, Turkey and Dale went to the Malenky Robot gig @ Eden’s. Hater, Knollie and I met up with Romantech who got us into the gig @ 4:20. We started getting freaky on the floor, when one of the promoters came up and asked if we had a stamp and wether we’d paid. I told him we were here with Romantech, the DJ, but he wasn’t nowhere to be seen, the fucker. We were escorted out.

I Need My Space. As we walked home we pondered the possibilities that this new website had brought for our crew. I don’t wanna say too much but there was this one girl, I been talking to. I know it’s dumb, like a fucking internet crush, but . . . "