If it wasn’t for the extra three tracks on this ‘Special Edition’ enhanced CD (a now common UK marketing tool aimed at stopping the flow of cheaper imports from Europe), then Junior Senior’s debut would clock in at just over a half an hour – its one saving grace, in my opinion.

However, if the Euro-trash disco silliness of uber-hit ‘Move Your Feet’ was your (hand)bag, and you’ve a fondness for getting extremely drunk and shaking your booty to such musical embarrassments, then just maybe you’ll deem half an hour of similarly styled fusions of funk, disco, garage rock and ’60s psychedelia worth your €20.

Lyrically, there’s little to grasp except that Junior likes babes and Senior likes boys. Apart from that, sentiments like ‘Shake Your Coconuts’ abound, while on the closing ‘White Trash’ they tell us they want to sing like Nancy Sinatra, play like Stevie Wonder, and show us they have balls like New York Dolls.

On the evidence thus far, they have failed on all counts.