There's a cruel levity attached to the title of this album. Those wonderful, naive visions we had of the future simply never materialised. In a world that is increasingly hostile to optimism, it's easy to become lost in the murk. 'Trance Anthems For A Sunken Generation' thrives in this negative energy. It's an aggressive inversion of the usual 36 sound. Euphoric synths are torn apart. Melody becomes fractured and beaten into submission. The rush is cold; The breakdown of sound is closer to that of collapse. How are you expected to put your hands in the air when you can't even rise from your knees?