I am not ‘professional’; I am an evangelist.
It’s like a bag of those fun-sized Mars bars: nice to dip into, but a bit much if you try to wolf the lot in one go.
The songwriting is outstanding: it’s like The Human League’s greatest hits in one song.
Those obliterating rhythms smash their way into your skull and pummel your brain until you have no choice but to comply: you will love this album.
I will now re-review some of my favourite recordings through the medium of cats.
Sometimes every member makes (or breaks) the band.
The rhythms are hugely complex in how they build up and break down. It’s these wave-like swells and drops that dictate how your body is going to move on the dancefloor. For the brainless dancefloor filler, structure is everything.