A year after Le Funky comes another missile to put some dynamite in the old scrotum. Basic breaks with nice whirring noises, towel-whacking sleaze element and electro-flavoured bassline. The synth riff uncannily recalls Dave Beers I Am Miami from 98 – one of the great lost tunes – before Mr 303 shows its chomping turtles head. Flipwise, Sticky gets in a shouty chant over relentless momentum, injects acidic Prodigy twitter and unpings the bra-strap off a young gnu.
4 Out Of 5
Reviewed By: Kris Needs
