XR 2

I won't even try to get into the origin of this song or what it might mean for the future of the internet. All I know is former DFA Records guy, James Stair, posted it to his blog from Diplo's MySpace, and the title refers not to some imperialist-slaying fashion missile but a shitty British tuner car-- a Ford Fiesta, specifically. You figure out what that means to you.

The song itself might seem obvious to those who stalk Hollertrons: It's got the spastic staccato airhorns of Rio baile funk and the B-more breaks which Diplo's been importing for a few years now. More of the same globalist genre-blending maybe, but, in comparison to Arular, it's pretty brutal and by far the most legitimately jacking M.I.A. track since Diplo twerked "Uraqt" for her on Piracy Funds Terrorism. Think Kelis' "Blindfold Me" pitched to a speed that is just beyond your level of dancefloor comfort. Add to that M.I.A.'s new voice-- a jaded monotone that mumbles non-sequiturs like "Where were you in '92?" and "MTV not ADD"-- and the haters finally get what they wanted: A real club banger without all that terrorist banshee wailing.