What is it with icecream at the mo’? It’s the title for songs by Modular label mates Muscles and New York Pony Club, the Soft Tigers have released the soundtrack for your summer Mr Icecream, and the delicacy also features repeatedly in the lyrics of Lollipop – “I’ll lick your icecream and you can lick my lollipop”. Well, a lollipop is kind of phallic but I’ve never made the association between a female’s bits and soft serve. In saying that, Sandy Rivera’s sultry vocal could almost make you believe Britney’s a good mum.

This track’s vocal contributions came about fortuitously. Dada ( Matt Schwartz to his friends) was putting down an instrumental track when Sandy Rivera dropped into the studio: he was recording next-door. Having wandered in on the session, he stepped up to mic and served up some loving spoonfuls. Add some extra sprinkles thanks to the vocals of electropunk diva Trix, and the result is infectious, radio-friendly fodder that will stick in your mind like Ice Magic.

Lollipop got the thumbs up from the UK’s alleged number one DJ Pete Tong (famous for his Radio 1 broadcasts). Bleeped-out keyboard carnage, chunky bass and relentless high-hats characterise the original version and, once the parts converge, you can feel the track’s irresistible dancefloor appeal. Dada isn’t exactly pushing boundaries with this one but captures a genuine spontaneity – a night out with your mates where you’re all on the same twisted wavelength.

The Drill remix stays quite true to the original and you could be forgiven for thinking you’ve accidentally pressed repeat. Same again with the Jerry Ropero remix except for layers of distant up-for-it crowd roars and what sounds like an electronic motorbike rev-starting. We almost enter the territory of Confusion by New Order (as featured in the bloodbath scene from the film Blade ) as Nic Fanciulli’s reworking takes hold. It transports you to a hardcore place, devoid of vocals, and is at times more grating than mesmerising.

The most auspicious, club-friendly arrangement would have to be the Breese & Bad Hand remix. It’s edgy though melodic and riddled with nuance. Runner-up goes to the final edit: Andy Daniell Myoozikk Remix. Claude Von Stroke-style “Uh!”s elevate this grimy offering which is not so heavily reliant on vocals. Lyrics are simple, repetitive and suitable for mongled brains.

The subliminal ‘Pop, pop, pop’ vocal could be your answer if you’re wondering whether or not it’s drop o’clock. Oh yes! The DJ communicates in mysterious ways. Any pill-popping jukebox choosing to pop this into the mix will be greeted by mass hands in the air.