This came out in 1999 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
I am not making this up: The title is supposedly a working phone-sex line operated by a New York techno composer whose real name is Can Oral.
Whatever. In any case, Khan is more a tease than a turn-on. While the music here sometimes approaches a porn soundtrack’s silliness — ridiculously cheesy drum machines and cheapo synth-funk — most of it is as cold as a ticket-taker’s smile at a XXX theatre. Still, a pair of stellar tracks featuring ice-queen vocalist Julee Cruise (Twin Peaks) — one a tale about a serial killer called Body Dump — are definitely worth the price of admission.
