"Paco!" is outstandingly good, being a geniusly insane mix of the theme tune to "Are You Being Served?" and sounds that you've only ever heard coming out of your Playstation when you spill lager over it. I'm not making this up, honestly. "USA vs White Noise" wins title of the week, being a mighty behemoth of Minsitry style beats, monstrous moog noises and the sound of your brain being lightly grilled over a spit.

"Playgirl (Snap Ant version)" steals the title of title of the week from "USA" before it even got its hands on it. Another instrumental, it is less effective than the first, and whilst is pleasant enough in a shimmeringly organic electronic way, reminds me too much of incidental music from a 70s sitcom to maintain my tumescence.

Great cover too.

Ladytron are my new favourite band. Until next week.

Rating: 10/10

In which La Harvey takes you on a theme park ride through Singer-Songwriter Land, calling in at Patti Smith Mountain, Nick Cave's House of Fun and The Neil Young Teacup Ride. And at the same time, in a mixey metaphory kind of way, "Good Fortune" takes you all over the world at the same time, with lyrics like "In Chinatown, hungover, you showed me just what I could do" and "When we walked through little Italy, I saw my reflection come right off your face", whilst twirling round like a gypsy who's mislaid her tarot cards. PJ Harvey holds a special place in music today, being one of the very few (so few I can't think of any) female singer songwriters practicing that particular craft at the moment. And practice it she does well, with a degree of style, sexuality and menace that frissons up your spine like a spider making its way for your nostril.

B-sides are equally mesmeric. "Memphis" takes the Throwing Muses hostage at guitarpoint, with a swirling tribute to someone who died too soon ("You'll always have a special place in Memphis on Valentine's Day, died suddenly at a wonderful age"). Can't be Elvis - he died in August on the crapper. "30" flirts even harder with Uncle Sam ("I often think of America, I often dream of shooting a gun") in a spooky mixtute of slide guitar and rainstorms - this is what the Blair Witch listens to before going out of an evening.

Rating: 8/10

Probably, but the "12 Step Mix" on the b-side isn't it, as - although a little more commercial - it still haunts the left-of-centre fields of hatstand nutterdom / art (vocal quote example "Rameses, Colossus, Rameses Colossus"). The "Robbie Rivera's Vocal Mix" tempts commercialism out from behind the sofa even further, by stapling a huge house beat to its ears and buying it jelly babies. However, the vocals soon send it scurrying back for shelter, being too scarily bizarre for it to cope with.

Bugger, I think I bought the remix CD by mistake...

Rating: 7/10