A slightly less discofied mix follows, then the aforementioned LP version closes the door on proceedings, its more experimental beats and effects being more serious and weighty than the bit of space fluff that is the a-side.

Rating: 10/10

Rating: 8/10

Rating: 6/10

Elastica were the only good thing to come out of the Br*tpop movement (Blur were around long before, remember), but are up there with the likes of My Bloody Valentine and Portishead in the prolific department. Now, this collection of collaborations, live tracks and demos is all they have to offer after years in the wilderness and it's slim pickings indeed.

"How He Wrote Elastica Man" is not bad, but more due to the fact it is essentially a Fall sonic storm with Elastica jamming away in the background, Marky Mark hogging the spotlight with his trademark bonkers barking about class barriers and volcanoes. "Nothing Stays The Same" is the sound of Donna at home with her portastudio, pleasant enough in a quiet Blondieish way, but hardly worth ejecting from the four-track. "Miama Nice" is a spacey electronic instrumental, sort of like those soundtracks the BBC Radiophonic Workshop churn out for drama series set in the near future.

"KB" is another Mark E Smith joint effort, which sounds like a big bag of frogs being thrown into the lion enclosure at the zoo (it does, honest). Not big, not clever. "Operate" is a live track, the first real song on offer so far, but as the tape recorder appears to have been placed at the bottom of a bucket of treacle, it's a bit hard to tell. "Generator" is last, a proper song, not a demo, no Mark E Smith, recorded in the studio. Hurray. Except it's pish.

Maybe they'll go away for another few years...

Rating: 3/10