17.6.02

my mistake, it is 1998, fucking fuck. the number one manages to incorporate elements of big beat and laddish swinger-cool; number two and number four are like pre-discovery french disco-house tunes; ok, number three... is an epic shotgun-ballad that, to be fair, doesn't really fit in for any year in recent memory. chad and josey the comedy fat man/thin man combo is pretty cool though. "love at first sight" builds quite nicely to a swirly glitter climax but then it very abruptly ends! or maybe it only seems like it's building to a climax because the vocal is kind of weak (oh, more 98 proof, kylie is wearing combats in the video!).

listening to sophie ellis bextor reignites my bitterness over the great "groovejet" vs "out of your mind" chart war (what were you all thinking??) and so i find it impossible to judge her current output. on a different note, the very-2002 "rollout" is a key track in jack cable's ellaborate timbaland-hasn't-been-good-since-1996 theory - i think he has a point, this just doesn't work like it should and it definitely isn't any fun to dance to. it also reveals the inevitably less likeable third dimension of ludacris' jokey persona - whiny self-righteousness, great!

i don't want to talk about "the logical song" for mysterious personal reasons.

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