"Poison Dart", by The Bug. Newness in music is not something that comes along every day: I mean genuine newness, something where you can honestly say, "Man, where is this shit coming from?". If you haven't heard the form of music known (loosely: purists look away now) as dubstep, you should be prepared for a shock. It is music, Jim, but not as we know it.
"Poison Dart" is a kick to the head. Or the solar plexus. The bass disables your central nervous system. The rhythm, which has clear antecedents in seventies dub reggae, causes your thus disabled limbs to twitch pathetically as you attempt, in vain, to get yr groove on. The lyric, which contains that glorious word "bumberclaat", is the least of your worries.
