This came out in 2002 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
I had the weirdest dream last night.
Madonna was in it. OK, that’s not so weird, but get this — she was dolled up like Carmen Miranda and singing in a freaky Montreal dance-pop trio. They were sort of a cross between Deee-Lite and Bran Van 3000, with Madge backed by two multi-talented music-college grads. They were all tossing pieces of music — neo-soul, disco, gospel, pop, hip-hop, even heavy metal — into a giant, psychedlic cauldron made from an old disco ball and filled with dry-ice fog. Then they poured the mix out onto blotter paper and walked through the aisles of Studio 54 giving communion to the faithful as effortlessly groovy, lysergic-drenched tunes with titles like Supersexworld and Tongue Stuck on the Sun pumped on the PA. Meanwhile, in the back room, Madonna (or someone who sounded like her; things were getting blurry at this point) crooned slinky, woozy electro-torch covers of T-Bone Walker’s I’m Still in Love With You and Cole Porter’s My Heart Belongs to Daddy. Just as she leaned in close enough to melt the wax in my ears … she morphed into David Letterman. Then the other guys turned into Paul Shaffer and his band. And I realized I’d dozed off in front of the tube listening to Abnormal Pleasures, the aptly titled debut album from One Ton. So I did what any smart person would do: I turned off the TV, hit repeat on the CD player and started counting sheep. Sweet dreams.
