A thumping, throbbing, relentless baseline accompanying some senseless hedonistic dance-tune. Several notes, often two notes an octave apart, are delivered rapidly with some sort of fruity studio effect to increase anal lust. Invented by Frankie Goes To Hollywood, but since borrowed by many artists to seriously camp up their already gay tunes. One can visualise several handlebar moustache homos wearing the shortest shorts grinding on the G-A-Y dance-floor, whose only intentions are of violating some young chicken’s bum-hole with their haggard length.
Hey Kenjamin, you coming down the gym for a guido workout?
No Clive, I just can't dig that gym, the music and clientele are awful, I can't pump iron to that bender beat!