Track of the Week: Deko-ze 'N Gavo, This Time (Deko-ze's Funky Way)
Hee. This thing is just fuckin' shameless, is what it is, and I defy any right-minded dancefloor not to go completely gaga over it. The bassline is like a fleet of muscle cars doing the conga, the percussion is clearly uninterested in waiting around for stragglers, and the vocal probably does your mental health more good than several months of therapy.

Also, apparently one breakdown per tune - or breakdowns in general, for that matter - is for amateurs, because Deko-ze busts a can of whoop-ass over your noggin roughly every sixty seconds. It's sort of the musical equivalent of his own infectious cackle, inviting you to completely lose your shit. As you do, then stagger off the dancefloor covered in confetti and champagne, someone else's underwear on your head, and possibly married in several countries.