Think Chicago nightclub circa 1988
A slow-mo return to the dancefloor from Adam Bainbridge as he leads us by the hand around a Chicago nightclub circa 1988. It’s all retro drums, twinkly key effects and musings about how “[i]the music becomes part of you[/i]”. You can almost see the mirror ball reflecting your neon slacks. There’s some Prince-style guitar soloing, parping Donald Fagen-like horns, echoes of Glass Candy. What’s not to love?