At this rate we wouldn’t be surprised if, over time, Neon Indian ended up being a study case in one of those seminars on the efficient use of new communication channels for musical promotion; one of those short courses that focuses on the practices of the most “impoverished” but vibrant corners of the “indie scene”, to later extrapolate them to that other action field where music becomes the “music business”. We don’t know how he did it, but the fact is that Alan Palomo has become ubiquitous, capable of being in the media every single day. And all that, thanks to his constant movement. By lack of original material, his latest offering is a deformed version of a classic T. Rex tune. Did you expect something like that?