Icechoir

Imagine it's 1985 and you're in London.  You're part of the nu-romantic scene and listen to moody, melodramatic music that's not only fashionable, but a way of life.  You spend your time in record stores, discos and would never leave the house without sculpting your hair in such a way that would make the cool cats crazy and the girls scream.

You are Ice Choir and this is your song…