As post-House beats crack against the floor like a whip against your back, a soundtrack of High Camp pageantry consumes your ears with fetish club anthems. My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult is a fearful phenomenon of decadence, drugs, Satan and nightclub excesses. Dense layers of slithering synth lines and sinister samples flood the mix with haunting, abject sounds that foreshadow a bad trip. The hedonistic pleasures of their psychedelic dance rhythms are eerily offset by dark, foreboding sounds that might be swelling out of the same recesses of your subconscious mind where your nightmares wait until you sleep.