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As you might expect from the Count at this point, Trust Your Instincts is funky, glossy, shimmery, soulful, wailing, smooth, and incredibly booty-shaking. The Count (is he this slick-headed gentleman accompanied by the amply-endowed woman in the liners?) delivers up, amid deft shifts of personnel, a nonstop funkfest enlivened by vocals as strong as those of any diva wailing and whispering and cajoling nowadays.
Underneath the vocals is popping synthesizer and drum work, laying down a foundation as smooth as marble and as outstandingly sincere as the lyrics themselves. Resonances of the grand disco age abound, but this is a sound thoroughly of the Nineties, and it is funky as funky can be.
There is also a clever deployment of instruments. There's even an acoustic guitar that comes to the fore now and then and sounds not a whit out of place among all these smooth machines. So get up, get up, get up and dance, man, what are you waiting for?
Track listing: I Don't Wanna Wait / Richest Woman / Who's Gonna Wipe My Teardrops Away? / One One / Someday / I'm Loving You / Living for the City / Heavy Dose / Where Did Our Love Go / Remember This / Rise & Fall / Trust Your Instincts.