Neo-glam space travellers are supposed to be beamed down to Earth from some flamboyant galaxy far far away – a distant nebula far more grandiose and psychedelic than our own.
They are sure as fuck not supposed to be four blokes from Chester. But lo, from Chester Mansun did come to lead a revolution against Britpop‘s tired practitioners.
Wide Open Space (1996) was their uneasy masterclass, a swirling brooding dust-cloud of loneliness, paranoia, and alienation. Coming from Chester will do that to you.