Weatherall’s remix is a fine midtempo, electro outing that makes use of a rock guitar solo, strangely enough. Dubby bass grooves and cut-up snares lend this a more relaxed vibe than Congreve and Rutherford’s original, yet it still raises more of a pulse than most of Weatherall's 2 Lone Swordsmen combos. The jagged synths and vox snippet are all that’s left from the original, which gets a complete reinvention that’ll suit those ponderous moments when you’re holding up the bar waiting on a swift ale.
Moodier than a strung-out housewife who has misplaced her valium, it’s the swarthy bassline and fragmented synth spikes of the original that steal the peaktime glory here. Following in the Soma tradition of Slam’s 'Lifetimes' or Master H's unnerving 'Magic K', Repeat Repeat capture that agony inside the ecstacy – there’s an attractive sense of depression with techno levelling all in its wake. A chilly affair akin to taking a skinny dip in one of those misty lochs, this will no doubt prove effective in a club atmosphere. In a utopian society we'd all hold hands and listen to music chosen by our parents, but thank god for unruly productions like this.