WTF! Cyberworm!

There's nothing like haunching over speakers with three other mates, slack-jawed and eyes wide open, a leaning tower of ash sprouting from the embers of your cigarette, late at night, discovering new music.

Last night, we were exploring the neurotic drumfunk space opera of the Russian drum n bass outfit Cyberworm.

In case you ever decide to lock yourself up in a nuclear bomb shelter, snort 20 lines of ketamin and having a threesome with Eva Green and Neve Campbell and need some music in the background.

Lovely.

Ma'am, I'd like a closer look, if that's okay with you?

An automotive product training session is like sex education class.

"Hello class! This is a vagina!"

You get to stare at it, ask as many questions as you want about it and talk to other people in the room about how cool it looks.

And you even feel happy because now you know everything that you've ever wanted to know about it.

But for fuck's sake, all you want to do is ride it.