White Williams comes on very much like a Hot Chip and Beck collaboration, covering the T. Rex and Bowie back catalogues, which in principle sounds unmissable. `Smoke', however, is a low-key party pop album, which combines sultry beats on `In The Club' with funky but uneventful bass work `Going Down'. `New Violence' opens suspiciously like
Gamma Ray and `Violator' contains a stolen My Bloody Valentine-like drone sample, which while enchanting is equally perplexing.
`Lice In The Rainbow' is a downright incongruous slab of Gameboy-freaking-outery that is plainly annoying. Latter tracks like `We Know The Shadows' are anonymous and remind the listener why Hot Chip aren't more successful. `Smoke' is acceptable in places, interesting in others, but mute overall. It lacks an
Over And Over, it lacks sauce, and what is a Chip without sauce?