Fasten your seatbelt if you’re onboard… I love records like this. It’s got that Prodigy rocking, main stage festival fire that makes me get all agitated and aerated if people try to have a sensible conversation with me whilst it’s playing. I normally have to, politely, interrupt them so that I can run off to get involved, as in ‘last seen bouncing around in the thick of the moshpit’. As for the song, well, anyone who can fit halitosis, skinny jeans, 007, Jeremy Clarkson, crazy roast, dining with stars, getting mash up, twisted, wasted, trashed and f’d up all in the same song is a genius. It’s an Ibiza Rocks anthem in the making. Tick, tick, tick boom. Explosive.
5 out of 5
Reviewed By Paulette
