It's 4:30 in the morning and I'm enjoying a quiet, relaxing evening/morning. I'm browsing weird music blogs, eating chips, drinking coffee and half-watching Ugly Americans on Comedy Central. Oh, and listening to this totally sweet album by Philadelphia's Teledrome, who play cold, futuristic, retro, soothing synth punk/cold wave full of buzzing synths and croaking, phoned-in vocals. Robotic drumming, distorted guitar riffs and weird noises complete the atmosphere. This is good.