Follow the Leaders

The dub influence here is worn openly rather than concealed beneath rock instrumentation, and it gives the track a rolling, hypnotic quality that most post-punk bands never achieved. The bass is mixed forward and warm, carrying a genuine low-end authority borrowed directly from Jamaican sound system culture, while the drums orbit around spaces in the rhythm rather than filling every available beat. There is a looseness to the groove that seems almost paradoxical coming from a band whose other material could feel so rigid and confrontational — this one breathes. Walker's guitar emerges in scattered, reverb-soaked fragments rather than continuous riffing, sometimes functioning almost as percussion. The effect is disorienting in a pleasurable way, the track feeling like something that might unravel at any moment yet never does. Coleman's voice adopts a different posture here, less incantatory and more observational, the delivery carrying something almost sardonic as it surveys cultural and political detritus. The title itself is instructive — the song is about imitation, about people who absorb external signals and perform them back without understanding — and the musical borrowing from dub becomes a commentary on that very process. This sits at the intersection of multiple subcultures: punk, reggae, industrial, post-punk, occupying all of them and none of them completely. Put it on when you want music that moves your body while also giving your mind something to work on.