Gothelectro welding experiments, PNE's music is starchy and forceful without raw agression. Even the all-German lyrics don't detract from the experience for a wordsmith who likes to know what his CDs are saying to him. That's how marvelous PNE's delectable sound inventions (i.e. songs) are. Truly, "Maschinemusik" isn't a title to a CD. Rather, it's a label, an alert, an important piece of hey-I'm-telling-you-what-you're-about-to-be-hearing. One wonders ... is it possible the creator of these pieces is sentient artificial life? Has Vger (pronounced Vee-jer) changed careers? (Ask Spock. He might know.) Dark. Yet funky. In a way shamelessly poppy pieces of wannabe new wave back in the 80s. Or in a way real new wave was, with at least the wrapper of that decades bubble gum. Yet so assimilated (you thought my theory about the artist was paranoid too) like a motherfuckin' Borg that it's there, yet it's not.