I'm happy when I find a new album I like. And it's rare. I'm even happier when I find an album I love. This almost never happens. But about once a year (maybe less) I come across an album that expands my expectation of how much I can enjoy music. That's what this album did for me.
Like almost all great music, the songs are almost shockingly simple in their composition, and yet they are so huge and captivating . . . emotionally commanding . . . visceral. Whenever a song ends I want more, I want to listen to it again, until the next one starts.
I hear the ghosts of some of the great songsmiths of the 80's here - Like Tears for Fears wrote a bunch of songs for TV on the Radio and they were then produced by M83 - and yet this isn't nostalgia music by any means, nor is it actively following any trends. It's just two guys who's love for massive music is eminently apparent in the music they make.
Put Big Trouble on really loud when you're home alone and I bet you can't stop yourself from dancing around with joyful, idiotic abandon. It's the kind of dancing that spontaneously erupts because you instantly feel that you must physically celebrate, and participate with, the music that's engrossing you.