Baby Monkey

Apparently inspired by an arm-waving end-of-tour underground party held in some abandoned Glaswegian railway tunnels, this is Moby's crack (or craic, he's up for a bit of self-indulgent amusement) at getting back to the "hard, sexy, straightforward" dance stuff of days gone by.

While there's no harm in enjoying yourself nor any denying that techno academics and dance music curators will pore over Baby Monkey's olde rhythms and rave small print, the party-phobic public-at-large will probably find all this rather anonymous and annoyingly bereft of tasty samples from gnarly blues records. And that is surely what Moby, sorry Voodoo Child, had in mind. --Kevin Maidment