While too many Anglo DJ boffins pursue experimental moodiness at the expense of memorable tunes, this Scottish producer-singer–Kylie Minogue collaborator wraps shiny but not stupid pop packaging around actual, well-written songs. Ditching the dirty electro of 2007’s spotty I Created Disco, Harris embraces immaculate stadium-house sounds for a concept album about dance-music escapism. Merging a Beatles-ish verse (complete with a McCartney bass line) to a wailing diva chorus, the compulsively catchy title track is the cheekiest of several cuts that bridge the Britpop/club-kid divide.
