Go straight to the B-side. It's a 5-minute Broadway musical, except with actually bearable music. More than bearable, in fact. This is choice stuff. It's almost a Ronny song, except Chris Keane goes for Shirley Bassey instead of Marlene Dietrich.

The Italo disco manifesto, as expressed in song, "I'm a Vocoder" remains one of the essential electro tracks of the '80s. The synth work has that bizarre quality peculiar to the best Italo songs that savors both of innocence and mischief. It flirts with the listener. Every little squeaky note, at once cute and naughty, sounds as though its keeping some dirty secret. Compare this to anything by Modern Talking. Whereas Modern Talking loaded so much into their overproduced songs that they become completely devoid of value, Gay Cat Park made perfect, unpretentious, lo-fi synth pop that defined the musical Zeitgeist of the early '80s with inimitable style and wit.

A great pop song in any country, at any time. This is one of the few Italo records that would probably chart if it were rereleased today with the publicity and airplay it deserves. The lyrics--about bisexual cruising, as far as I can tell--are delightful, as meaninglessly naughty as anything the Normal or the B52's could have written, but with a relentlessly catchy disco bounce that renders it more suitable to the dancefloor than the work of the mentioned. The best Italo tracks have just the right balence of kitsch and sleaze, and this one serves up both perfectly on top of a gorgeous beat and a vaguely dark melody. Under different circumstances, "The Garden" could have come to be remembered as one of the most endearing songs of the New Wave era, but, alas, Trevor Horn was too busy promoting Propoganda.

Words fail to express the love. The sleaziest, sexiest, most ridiculous Italo record I know. Who knew synthesizers could be so dirty? The lyrics make perfect sense, in their own trippy way: Venise insists that Catch is sexy, and Franco names things that rhyme with Catch. Which is pretty sexy, you have to admit.

Do I want to go see Catch? Do I ever!

There are hungreds of Italo releases with abrasively high-pitched women singing backup to vocally challenged men, but few as marvellously over-the-top as Phaeax's "Talk About." So absurdly passionate, and yet so fundamentally vacant, this track just about justifies the existence of electricity. Giorgio said, Let there be Italo, and there was Phaeax, and Giorgio saw that it was good.