Called by some one of the top ten “worst bands” of the decade, Blood on The Dance Floor is Art in its truest form.
Much like a Pollock, BOTD moves you in ways you can’t understand – evoking a feeling that makes you want to linger in it.
The bottom line is that…
You. Can’t. Stop. Watching.
Here are the beautiful freaks in a festival of colors and sounds – doing to us exactly what the title of the song is. Bewitched.