Yet another one of those damn Toolroom tracks that is going to get people running up to the box to exclaim- ‘Err, what the f**k is that, my lover’- well down in Brissol anyway. This starts of with a dirty, dirty, crunchy, fat as yer mum bassline that slowly seeps into a fantastic Fatboy Slim-esque, seventies lick that is going to take the roof off every time. It properly rocks in that funky Beginerz fashion and is DEF-initl-E (sorry!) one not to be missed as our days get warmer.
5 Out Of 5
Reviewed By: Deepgroove
