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Moby - I Like to Score (Mute)

Mobyís last effort "Animal Rights" was a retro-punk affair, with plenty of shouting and loud guitar, but very little commercial appeal it unsurprisingly did not sell well.

"I Like to Score" sees Moby take a leap back into the present of pure economic appeal, the world which suits him best. This album, it is certain, will sell very well.

The record is an amalgam of all of Mobyís various ventures into the movie soundtrack world. There are some real classics here like the two from the "Heat" soundtrack "God Moving Over the Face of the Waters" and "New Dawn Fades". The former is a virtual masterpiece, the latter, a punky emotive tour de force.

Mobyís revised version of the James Bond theme is a catchy little number, which already seems to grace the theme music of several television programmes. Itís a return to the Moby of old with plenty of Top of the Pops potential.

This album, you could say, sees Moby selling out for not the first, but the second time. Heís always shouted loudly about his punk and vegan background, but left it all behind him for the early days of the dance movement.

In a fit of madness, he turned back to punk and ended up with bottles thrown at him in one of his Dublin gigs. But now he has turned again to pop culture, and "I like to Score" is sure to see him caught up again in the dance chic which he proclaims to despise.

Overall, the album is a great success. Out of the 12 tracks, most of which have been released before, 9 or 10 range from good to very good.

Some of the pieces though ensure that Moby will never ever be the darling of the alternative world. "Ah-Ah" is a prime example with the sampled mantra of "Youíre moving cause the crowd says so" making it a prime candidate for late night drunken disco bars.

That said, remote controls are very handy, and as soon as you hear an annoying beat, the "Forward" button should come into action. And the ambient classics of Mobyís more inspired madness should be sampled.

by Kenneth Foxe