The return of 90s dance and rave tunes in a new guise is something you'd never have seen coming a couple of years ago (Little Man Tate covering Mr Loverman, anyone?) but makes total sense now it's with us.
Truth is, the early 90s was such a golden age for pop/dance crossover that if you nick the chorus it's very hard not to make a good song. Calvin Harris' 'I'm Not Alone' borrows heavily from 'Madagascar' by Art of Trance, and even Tinchy Stryder's tedious rapping is more palatable when paired with Olive's 'You're Not Alone'.
Dizzee's 'Dirtee Cash' takes the trend a step further by not using a sample so much as playing out the whole of 'Dirty Cash (Money Talks)' by The Adventures of Stevie V and rapping over the verses. As ever Mr Rascal is judging the public mood perfectly: fresh from releasing 'Holiday' in July, 'Dirtee Cash' is the perfect soundtrack to the pre-budget report:
Next logical topical step: Haddaway's 'What Is love' with added sleighbells for Christmas. Make it happen, Dizzee.
Anyway, just when the 90s dance revival was going so well, someone had to go and ruin it by taking a great song and making it all serious and boring:
Candi Staton would be turning in her grave if she was dead.
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