I found that Route 94 tune rather bland when I first heard it. It made me want to gripe about how middle of the road and soft popular dance music is at the moment. But it does stay in your head, doesn't it? It doesn't stay in your head like one of those Crazy Frog songs which make you want to confess to terrorist plots to make it stop; it's more like a fondly remembered tune of yesteryear. Appropriately, really, since most of this stuff is a shameless pastiche of old house music. And why should it be ashamed? An odd thought, that in order to escape the shackles of the past it might be that the yoof have to discard the futurist aims/pretensions of an older generation.