The techno boom was one of the greatest cons perpetrated in recent pop culture, druggy bubblegum that always lost its flavour on the bedpost overnight.

Don’t mind me, I’m just playing heretic for the hell of it. But you have to wonder if the pet sounds favoured by the likes of Paul Oakenfold became devalued by too many cheap dance copyists, overpaid DJs, kneejerk remixes and Big Brother themes.

However, Oakenfold has to be given much more than the time of day, not just ’cos he ranks so high in the technocracy, but because 15 years into the plot he’s stepped out behind the decks and come up with Bunkka, his first album as a song structuralist rather than all-star A&R man, soundtrack scorer and Balearic boffin.