Gesundheit

Got this in the inbox...This is Max McElligott aka "Wolf Gang" a Londoner whose flashy and bombastic orchestral manoeuvres might not be for everyone. An acquired taste, much like cilantro or pleats, as Zachary Quinto might say.

I like it. For some reason it reminds me of an updated version of something from the play Hair.

There is, however, the issue of the unusual and Hannibal Lecterish refrain "pieces of you in my hand."
Explain yourself, Mr. Gang!:

"Pieces of You is about meeting a captivating girl at a party. When you are swing dancing in a room crammed with other people, limbs go everywhere. Hence the title."

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