This is cultured, jazz licked minimal dance music for the head as well as the hips that will also look great on stage and I like it.

Dadaman, with his innate Afro-funkiness and vision, squeezes every ounce out of his gear to turn up the bounce, swing and party potential to eleven

the old school rave tonic that the phone glued youth need to get off their arses and make sweating buckets on ecstasy great again.