Skin Show' could be the soundtrack to Times Square in the 1970s - the epicenter of sin and salacious misdeeds; a haven for sex, drugs, and crime beneath the inviting glow of neon signs dangling in sleazy adult stores; a place where angels fear to tread. Trepidation from eerie synths prefigure the knife at the throat of insistent death, black, and doom metal familiar only to those exposed to the deviance of 'Future Cult.