Kojak Stupid Jack(ProZ&K)
Is France still the new France? Le disco-boom Francaise has fallen rather silent of late, and Kojak are unlikely to ignite a fresh gold rush. Not that there is anything grossly annoying about this minimal, bouncy, dub-inflected pop-funk ditty, which falls somewhere between the clipped neo-disco of Cassius and the Marley-sampling wallpaper of Funkstar Deluxe. But it is simply forgettable, the sort of inoffensive production-line fluff which aspires to be an advert soundtrack or MTV link music at a push. And so, no doubt, it will be.
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