There's more than a touch of power-ballad earnestness to vocalist Daniel Gust's bended-knee delivery, which somehow suits the massive arrangement, as comfortable in heady Ibiza settings as on the Eurovision stage. After a hugely portentous intro the drums kick in, serving house needs, but it's all about those goosebump synthesisers, quaking with pop heartache and trance urgency; the bar is set high for their forthcoming LP 24-7.
The remixers too have a task on their hands, and while none top the original, the results are mostly decent. Lopazz and Zarook seem shy, placing mere snippets of the vocal in a blandly utilitarian mnml structure; Gluteus Maximus are bolder, framing the original around shamelessly populist Boratto hooks. Patrick Chardronnet goes for seduction, drowning the voice in streams of proggy echo, while digital-only Klovn's is arguably the finest, a neon slab of rippling Fehlmann-esque dub techno.