Pitchfork

If "Needy Girl" was a sandwich, the programmed toms would be the cheese. They sound like they were ripped straight off of a floor-model Casio keyboard circa 1985, and that's why they're so perfect. This is a wholly artificial piece of ultra-sublime synth-pop, riding the best synth bass line of ever and some tight keyboard ostinatos straight into your torso to cause uninvited and probably obscene gyrations. And holy shit, that keyboard hook after the chorus should be banned as a virulent brain infectant, as if the vocal part wasn't flypaper catchy enough to begin with.

And then there are the interludes-- the argumentative phone call with the title subject, the Atari disco keyboard parts, the record scratching, and of course those awesomely horrible tomsÑthat push the thing so far over the top that there's no point in denying it. Surrender quickly and you'll have that much more time to enjoy it.