British DJ Dave Clarke teamed up with German electroclash ensemble Chicks On Speed on this banger, with a Bauhaus sample to boot.

Hearing this pounding banger on a giant cinema sound system was the best thing about the weirdly disappointing film Rosebush Pruning.

It’s by British DJ Dave Clarke, the so-called Baron of Techno, with guest vocals by German electroclash ensemble Chicks On Speed, and a memorable sample from Bauhaus’s She’s In Parties.

When I say the film is weirdly disappointing, what I mean is that it’s very weird, and also rather disappointing.

It’a another of those fashionable eat-the-rich affairs (see also: Triangle Of Sadness, Bugonia) where wealthy people get what’s coming to them for no other reason but because they’re rich. With lots of added sex, violence and incest.

Sounds good, doesn’t it? But even I have my limits when it comes to gratuitous pornography. And I reached mine in the scene where the blind billionaire patriarch played by Tracy Letts is brushing his teeth.

If only that’s where it ended.

He performs a daily ritual in which he instructs his favourite son, played by Callum Turner (hot tip to become the next James Bond), to put the toothpaste not only on his toothbrush but also… down there.

And then, while brushing his teeth with increasing (and needlessly messy) urgency, to perform a different type of oral hygiene. Yuk. And, if you’re American, eeew. 

I digress. Because there is also a scene in which this song is played at ear-splitting volume, for reasons I have forgotten because the father and his family are all freaks of one sort or another.

It’s one of the highlights of a disturbing and disappointing film that does, nevertheless, have its moments.

Not least the cringe-inducing dinner party in which Elle Fanning, playing Turner’s girlfriend, is subjected to an interrogation about her breasts by Letts, and a couple of brief cameos by Pamela Anderson as one half of a lesbian couple.

Considering the cast, which also includes Jamie Bell (always weird to see him as a grown-up after Billy Elliott), it’s quite an achievement for the film to be quite so bad.

But the music is well worth hearing again, especially this tune – originally on Clarke’s 2003 album Devil’s Advocate.