And this is a genuine Chic knock-off; a re-release from 1979, but I suppose I didn’t know at the time. Junior doesn’t pay it the blindest bit of attention, and who can blame her? It’s a frothy irrelevance that sounds sparky at a wedding, or squeezed between ‘Le Freak’ and ‘Going Back To My Roots’ at Studio 54. I know, I was there.

It had another revival in the early ’90s when every record company was giving its new singles to Joey Negro to turn into disco house monsters. He managed to make the Brand New Heavies sound exciting and everything.