I revisited this in RRSA Wind, after a long hiatus, and then it got stuck in my head. The song drifts pleasantly along at first for a bit and just as you’re thinking that’s all you’re getting, it cranks up a gear, kicking up a sexy little groove. It keeps on shifting up, and you find you’re on a bouncy thrill of a fairground ride. Then it stops. Awww! Can I have another go mister please?
Unwieldy name, unrelentingly catchy, caffeinated bouncy tune. (1995)
Nothing original here, but it’s fun.
I don’t get to go on holiday for real, so I listen to foreign music and pretend. My Italian is non-existent, prego, but I believe the title’s something to do with useless words, which rather pleases me just now.
In Jamaica they call it ragga – reggae made for the dance clubs – and it is a bit sultry so you might want to have a cool cloth handy. Whew, is it hot in here all of a sudden or is it just me?
I have no idea whose idea it was to mix up the different bits of this song into one thing, but I’m glad they did. I love Anna Maria’s vocals, a little bit Lene Lovich, totally catchy, major earworm material for me.
Thanks to SpottedRichard for all her help in passing the worms over to my mucky paws. Also a big Thank You to everyone who contributed worms to this playlist or has sent them in to the wormbank. Please send me your juiciest worms, plus a line or two per song on how you got hooked to either email@example.com or a wormhole near you. Thank you.