The original is a dirty disco trawler draped in cheap glitz and fake pearls, worthy of Miami Vice, if set on the Costa Del Sol. The vocals are doused in menacing vocoder and the pogo bass and woodblocks are classy, but the confused breaks and arrangement are more Stock Aitken & Waterman than Schaben & Voss. The cocaine-refrain ‘You’re Number One!’ adds welcome megalomania to the eighties charm, and the track unravels in a boozy neon mess.
Superpitcher's version cuts through the soup, concentrating on vital sounds in spacious surroundings – the drums are big and the bass rotund, like the sleek thud of early classics ‘Heroin’ and ‘Tomorrow’. The melodies may be twee three-note things punched out on a DX-7, but they work, particularly beside the voices, which are tailor-made for Schafler’s bittersweet ends. His version too eventually succumbs to disco meltdown – the dumb riffs and arpeggios snowballing into a reverberant glitter-ball crescendo. Schafler must sleepwalk through this stuff and, if not his finest moment, it still hits the spot. Certainly better than the original, but that too has an odd, if meandering charm.