Below are some tracks I think embody a certain type of sound, a sound I adore and look for in other records. It’s a sound I can only really describe as sleaze. This sound isn’t celebrating the campness and escapism of Hi NRG or Italo – it sits somewhere else, just down a bit in the cheap seats. It’s a seedy sound of broken hearts, base lines, cheap drum machines… and yes, sex. Desperation and dancing. Below are some classics and a BB EDIT thrown in, for the more adventurous DJ to play out at their local.

Finally a cheeky little cover of Male Stripper by Clinic.