As has already been established, I’m a sucker for an 80s synth alongside lyrics with even the merest hint of unrequited yearning. And if it could conceivably soundtrack a film where someone tears a beaten up old car across an impressive vista, tears streaming down their cheeks, then all the better. Oh, and: the band name should preferably be something enigmatic, possibly with a number replacing one of the letters. Tick, tick, tick.
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The Predatory Wasp 