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Reviewer in losing his edge shocker
on 26 February 2005
Come on. Admit it. This is not the stomping, totaleterian behemoth we were expecting. I can only assume those who have given this album rave reviews on these pages , and obviously there are plenty of them , like their music stylistically straitjacketed and their artists to deliver exactly what they expected which may be a perverse statement to some, but I like to see artists progress. For the one thing LCD Soundsystem is , is predictable. Not too many surprises here I,m afraid. Which would,nt necessarily be a bad thing if every track was as hip swivelingly magnificent as "Yeah" ( Crass Version) but far too much of this album is unfocused and dare I say it ..dull.
There are exceptions of course, and once or twice it does digress from the endless swishing hi hats and metallic pulsing rythmns. "Great Release" as has been pointed out elsewhere on these pages is like Eno circa "Here Comes The Warm Jets" which is no bad thing at all. The song glides in on a two note piano chord progression, phosphorescent beams of keyboards hold aloft the vocal melody and like Eno it,s both corporeal and alien at the same time ."Never As Tired As When I, m Waking Up" sounds like an outake off "Dark Side Of The Moon" with the vocals pure Dave Gilmour in their middle class ennuciation and ennui . It,s actually rather good. I love the spongy synthns on "Tribulations" and "Daft Punk Is Playing At My House" sounds like The Fall jamming with.....well with Daft Punk actually and is furious funk with an aluminium edge. "Losing My Edge " is fantastic of course and cleverly and legitimately satirises the musical snobbery and name dropping we are all capable of . "Beat Connection " is passable but overdoes it at eight minutes.
Of the rest it,s all much of a muchness to these ears. "Give it Up" is thrillingly danceable on first listening but quickly palls. "Tired" is a messy thrash, though the wah wah provides a layer of dicophanous interest. The Pretentious version of "Yeah" is the sort of thing countless dance bands have done down the years with more style. "Too Much Love" is second rate Talking Heads" and "Yr Citys a Sucker" is a lazy mixture of glistening ambience, handclaps and rattling percussion. "Movement" is a punky thrash with squalls of feedback and a vocal done with blocked sinuses. It,s poor stuff. "Thrills" does,nt deliver any while "Disco Infiltrator" starts promisingly but stalls with the affected vocals and plodding arrangement.
James Murphy can write great songs , there enough on here to prove that , but this is not a great album . It would make a very good single album but too much of this is one dimensional refried dance fodder . I dunno maybe I, m just too old and tired to appreciate much of what,s on offer here.Must be losing my edge