"My Little Yoni" - the debut album from electronic weird beards and jazz-funk freaksters par excellence, Yoni.

Last year saw them record various beats and pieces under their rather more upfront pseudonym, Vulva - including an e.p. for San Francisco's Reflective label as well as a seemingly hard-to-find album for Aphex's Rephlex imprint that anyone who's actually heard, swears by.

Last month they gave us the astounding "P-Yonic" e.p., a three track taster for this album which Mixmag Update reviewers the Happy Daze boys reckoned was "cool as fuck 70's sweat on 90's vinyl, music for the darkest corners of clubland." A pretty spot-on description.

For Yoni's London-based Thomas Melchior and Tim Hutton are on a mission to put the sex'n'funkadelica drive back into the arid minimalism of electronic house, bumping up the P-Funk factor with slinky machine mechanics that make you move, groove, sweat and grind. Yup, the ooo-er missus quotient features high in this pair's lexicon.

But don't be fooled by their errant sense of humour. "My Little Yoni" is devilishly serious, a masterly collection of slinky late-night dance-floor excursions that combine adventure, experimentalism, litheness and listenability into one stoating album. Thoroughly off-kilter, bang on course.

Yoni - if you don't dig you's got no soul.

Calvin Bush, Jan 1995.