We could dance in a warehouse, blowing a horn wearing nothing but oversized jeans and a ripped high vis vest over our bare sweating chest and we still wouldn't be as nostalgic as this track. This is classic rave from the piano's chord progression and drawn out strings, down to the clapping beat and echoing beeps. The subtlety sinister bassline hints at its modern day production. The shorter radio edit is on the flip. Sweet!