Well, well, well. A new record I really love. I’m not going to reel into some verbose soliloquy about how the bassline makes me feel the same electrified joy at finding a copy of Knave hidden in the bushes outside the school bus shelter thirty years ago. I mean it might- I’m not at all sure what the woman’s singing about, but it sounds pretty carnal to me. Anyway, the version in question is by Polish rising stars Ptaki, and it’s a cracker. It fizzes and crackles with an analogue hiss that totally cossets the teeth-grinding grittiness of this track. Thanks to the inimitable Red Rack’em for introducing me to this today… Great to see you Danny. Touchdown!