I think it's like a lot of club music - it doesn't really make sense out of context. except in this case, instead of berghain or some killer junglist rave ca. 1994, the context is terrible bars where yuppies, future yuppie college students and random douchebags congregate. before I get accused of stereotyping (which I am, but large kernel of truth) my job - I operate a bicycle taxi - requires me to spend a great deal of time around that very demographic of drunk people and in that context, trust, it terrifyingly makes all too much sense.