I don't mind electro so much (being a double-dyed Eurythmics fan and all), but techno definitely fails to groove my ploons. I am, however, intrigued by your subject line. Who is lying naked on a beach in Ibiza in 1988? You? me? the cd? If it's a condition of actually listening to it, I fear I fail on three counts out of four. (I'm ok on "1988").