1994 Doop: Doop

I'm always partial to a bit of quirk in anything, and there should always be room in the charts for something that almost defies categorisation. Quirky even. But I also think there's a line between a lightning in a bottle flash of genius and taking people for mugs. On paper another Eurodance act (from the Netherlands this time), this 'dance' though is sampled from a twenties Charleston romp overlain with a 4/4 dance beat with the producers scat "doop be doop" over it; there's literally nothing more to 'Doop' than what you'll hear on first listen. It's a nice idea I suppose, and the ragtime clarinet squeals add a touch of the time capsule exotic, but 'Doop' is like being handed a single dinner plate as a wedding gift - it's not entirely useless, but opportunities to put it to any good use are limited to situation and circumstance. 'Doop' could be a fun piece to get the would be flappers going at a drab office party, but its one dimensional fencepost dumbness is not going to slot easily into any club DJ set. Or anywhere else at all really. Genius or piss-takers? Probably neither, Doop are a pair of chancers who got incredibly lucky, and the best to be said is that at least it was a one shot deal that didn't herald the start of a string of hits in the same vein of awfulness that was Jive Bunny. I guess sometimes you have to take your mercies wherever you can find them.