for this tune hem and terrible shock take apart an 80s soul lp, add some sci-fi synths, lazy drums and a sprinkling of analogue fx. after many painstaking hours of recording the duo take a well earned coffee break, then return to the studio just in time to see the back of the light-footed blunted robots man shortstuff as he runs off chuckling >your vocals are mine now!<. revenge plans are made, vehicles are fuelled up in preparation ? but these activities are cut short by the arrival of an email from the culprit ? it seems that he took the files back to his hq for what he describes as a refix ? with the engines still running, hem and shox check out the file and find it to be a work of genius ? what they hear is an accelerated kaleidoscopic fusion of on-beat claps and snares in a peak-time northern soul style, super heavy subbass hits and hectic syncopated keyboard chops.