Ooh this is bleedin’ marvellous. One woman cut’n’paste beat superstar Cannonball Jane ushers in the summershine with this irresistible Latin flavoured pop lolly.

‘Take It To Fantastic’ rolls in on a buzzsaw wave, sounding like Stereolab in full drone-zone space out before dropping abruptly into a supremely slinky hip-rolling beat as Ms Jane prowls catlike through the undergrowth, curling out her come-hither vocals. Shards of brass glint out from the dense foliage of swinging sounds; bongos, handclaps, freakout organ breaks and amp-blasting monster beats all tied together by a snakily sinuous guitar riff. Deee-lite playing house band at Harry Palmer’s favourite jazz dive - perfect.

AA side ‘Slumber Party’ continues the one girl summer fun with its shilly shallying Saint Etienne shimmer. There’s Northern Soul piano sassiness and a lazily fluttering marimba sound over a rustling, echoy backbeat, not to mention a righteous glockenspiel solo. The daffodils are out, the sky is quite often blue, Spring has sprung. Time to hit the park, kids.

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