Heaven is a reminder that the Italians have been making euphoric dance music with a completely straight face longer than almost anyone, and show no sign of embarrassment about it. Recheta and Kikko Palumbo build this around Nadia Dolce’s vocal, which goes for the rafters without a hint of self-awareness, the kind of big diva delivery a lot of producers are far too cool to attempt now. The track underneath is sturdy and propulsive, a little old-fashioned in the best way, a four-four thump with a piano-adjacent stab driving the hook. The melody plants itself on the first listen, the sort of line built to be sung back by a few thousand people with their eyes shut and their drinks spilling. It is unashamed feel-good music, built for the specific moment when the sun comes up and nobody wants the night to end. Three plays deep and the chorus is still bouncing around my kitchen. Cynicism would be the easy move here and I am choosing to pass on it. Sometimes you want a track that just means its own title. Heaven does.
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Recheta, Kikko Palumbo feat. Nadia Dolce - Heaven
1 min. About as long as it takes Chris Martin to find a falsetto.
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