Re Outside the Gate.
This is the only Killing Joke album I own, and although it's regarded by the cognoscenti as being, ahem, unrepresentative of their ouvre (or shit, if you prefer); I've always liked it.
For a start, it's totally WRONG. Pompous synths opening with a brassy fanfare, ending with a Steinway piano coda, specially recorded at Abbey Road. Rapping courtesy of Jaz Coleman's cousin who also held the Guinness Book of Records for fastest rapper.
Q magazine gave it the cherished ONE STAR review, and I knew I had to own a copy (99p from Magic Music in Clacton-on-Sea).
"I put on my mask, I go down the path, I go through the arch, Outside the Gate."
Pure hokum of course, but for me at least, very entertaining.
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