This is a ditsy little slice of funk-pop from a trio who are, we're told, all under 22 years of age. It's chock-full of all the bog-standard vocal effects (Cher's dread vocoder included) one would expect from this sort of thing. A wee bit of rap-lite is backed by something about "freestyle" (do they ski?) and some high-pitched yeah-yeahing. Yeah!

They're mildly appealing as wall hangings, especially on the CD1 sleeve (left) with "street" poses. How sweet that they can jump up and down - what talent! Guaranteed to be all over the chart like an unpleasant virus in 2003. One, two, three - groan.