Think of a hamster running round in his wheel. The constant rattle and squeak as poor hammy pants away like some poor sod running himself into the ground for the religion of sweatshop sportswear. The hamster has probably got more creative fever going in him than the main track on this release. It's okay really I guess, but just goes on and on in a very small-rodenty kind of way. The Funk D'void track is surprisingly devoid of funk but the Enrico Muzio mix is charming, dropping popgasm synths that'll sound like a big audio-duvet in a club.