This new single from the recently unretired Jay-Z, aka S Carter/S Dot/Jigga/ Jiggaman/Jay-Hova/Young Hova/Young Vito/Hov/Hovito/International Hov/ Iceberg Slim/Lucky Lefty/El Presidente, is something of a schizophrenic affair, with a Kanye-style fun-time soul backing, faintly misogynist/self-congratulatory lyrics (natch) and an overall half-arsed feel to it. On this evidence, he should have taken his vast riches and bought a chain of titty bars. Or perhaps a pub…