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Synth-pop envisioned a music beyond domestic or religious architecture. Weirdoes, non-musicians, and artists, pushing the artifice and innovation, imagined sounds of rooms they’d want to be in. Praise be the utterly artificial and its new sci-fi priests, the synth-pop duo, a perfectly modern reduction of musical labor: one engineer and one singer, the embodiments of science and expression. They made a genre of hyper-kitsch pop structures and presets and in the time left over crafted performances that mimicked the cold closeness of no-decay stabs or the eerie cloud of endless, sustaining pads.
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