this is an "obligatory influential on" post.
i couldn't get this version up here in canada, so i instead bought both sides of the digipack. i had 'em dubbed onto a tape for walkman use, and hours of total headfuck on the bus.
the song is kind of....not reznor's best work. it's taken on this weird fake underground ebm club cultural context. it's clear, on the disc, that it's a depraved statement from somebody that's losing it. but, i guess nobody asked the dj at the strip club for any type of analysis, and there consequently never really was much.
the density of the track gave the remixers so much room to play with, and (as he was doing regularly at the time) he really got the a list out on it...
i can't overstate the influence of this disc. fixed, also. even today, all these years later, it's still the alpha document that informs the way i structure sound.
(relevant tracks: everything)
