
With a woman, going by the name of Jodie, dealing out some nasal, high-pitched warbling that even the squealing Akon would surely consider indecent, the track is teeth-grindingly irritating from about three seconds in. Faintly reminiscent of various Ayia Napa and Ibiza anthems from years gone by (notably Shanks And Bigfoot's 'Sweet Like Chocolate'), the only way to endure this track is probably by necking eight bottles of Smirnoff Ice and finding yourself some well-lubricated 'ibeeeffa' holiday-maker to tangle tongues with for three minutes. The 2-step bassline has apparently had Northern club nights kicking off for several years. There must be something in the water up there. It's certainly catchy, but so is foot and mouth, and nobody goes out celebrating that.









