Forty-eight listens. Forty-eight! At this point, I should probably be asking PEOPLES to pay rent for the space “RIDEOUT” has occupied in my head. But when a track makes me dance that many times without losing its pull, I can hardly complain. There is an immediate sense of movement here, with a groove that gets under my skin and refuses to sit still. I hear a little of disco-era Daft Punk in its…