A bassline akin to bouncing jello and a chord change that uplifts the soul, it’s a slice of sweetly insistent ‘80s Italo-house lite. Which might sound rather niche, but you could also describe it as a piece of sophisticated mainstream pop. It's a creme fraiche pop banger.

There’s something incredibly sweet about the way that Alexis Taylor croons “you’re my number one guy” (already resulting in a number of European publications hilariously asking if this is, in fact, his ‘coming out’ statement), with his slim vocal full of nerdy sexual chocolate. But again, Hot Chip exude sweetness. Just don’t let them be swallowed and spat out by the fickle pop idle lovers.