And at least he didn’t go with Whytie…

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Will Adams: Aluna Francis’ trebly warbles provide the counterpoint that the brassy instrumental needed this whole time. The vocals could use some better mixing – hear how it fades in and out of the forefront in the second verse – but their ability to give the cacophony a sweetness is certainly noteworthy.
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Anthony Easton: It really isn’t erotic, though it’s supposed to be; it just doesn’t read as a sex song. Its thicket of noise, and Aluna’s voice rising above it (in a register about as high as a bat), makes something more interesting, though — it makes it esoterically gorgeous. 
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Iain Mew: From the previous records of those involved, I really wasn’t expecting this to sound so much like a superior Ellie Goulding song. I’m not complaining though.
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Jonathan Bogart: Rustie’s goofery gives them better dynamics than their po-faced classicism generally allows them to have. And I’m not just referring to the standard EDM build-and-rush, but also the fact that Aluna uses her velvety lower register rather than baby-voicing it all the way through.
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Patrick St. Michel: By adding some pleasant-if-unremarkable vocals courtesy of the Aluna half of AlunaGeorge, Rustie manages to change the feel of a zig-zagging number from his Glass Swords album. I’m not sure whether it’s a testament to his production skills or a knock against them that one detail alters the song so drastically, but I’m leaning towards the prior. The neck-snapping sounds of the original work better as details on this version, Rustie’s hectic music and Aluna’s straightforward singing working in tandem to make some nice future pop.
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Brad Shoup: There’s an admirable symmetry here; it’s like viewing a complete flight path. The main portion isn’t particularly bumpy, less so with the addition of a singer. Honestly, I thought the fake alto sax was a compelling enough voice.
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Alfred Soto: I can think of no situation in which I’ll accept that stuttering sawtooth synth, and even less when an idiosyncratic vocalist submits to its inexorable will.
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