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As near as I can tell, here is probably what happened:  Flying Lotus, holed up in his L.A. apartment with a spare weekend alone with his newly invented time machine, chrono-hopped back to 1993 to kidnap a minor British popstar in training, a lanky woman whose voice oscillates between cutesy husk to breathy tease, and future-returned back to 2011 where he graciously explained how pop music has sorta not really changed in too many important ways in the past eighteen years and cajoled her into recording a song with him, nothing too serious, an infectious groover called, say, “You Know You Like It,” that would feature a chorus that could have easily come from a Cece Peniston throwaway and a miraculously bassy beat whose only real interest is a good time, and then he filed away the masters on his private SoundCloud (a concept he also patiently explained to her) and sent her back to flat in Camden Town in time for her to pick up the brand new Ace of Base.  Or, you know, something pretty close to all that.