Introspective is the least accurate of Pet Shop Boysí singular titles, being an extrovert dance-remix extravaganza, but its contents find the boys at their peak. Chris Loweís glittering latticework of synths, culled from Orlando, Moroder, Kraftwerk and a hands-on relationship with Londonís club culture,

are stretched out into mirror-balled disco infinity while the poptastic structures of Left To My Own Devices and Always On My Mind remain intact. The way Neil Tennant can be deadpan and emotional in the same breath, imparting happy stanzas with equal amounts of melancholy, is a rare gift. Tradition and technology were never such comfortable bedfellows.Q26