Fluxblog
July 18th, 2007 12:49pm

I’m Losing My Patience


Justice “D.V.N.O.” – Aside from having the sort of punch and power of a typical Justice track, “D.V.N.O.” plays around with the implied dimensions of a pop song. The “surface” of the song seems to shift from moment to moment, giving the listener the impression that they are moving through and around its “planes,” and occasionally hearing the song from reverse and sideways perspectives. (Click here to buy it from Amazon.)

Jurgen Paape + Boy Schaufler “We Love” – The beat bops with a small measure of nervous energy, but not enough to tip the emotional baseline of the track away from the cautious enthusiasm of the vocal. The effect is cool and dreamy, owning up to its pleasure and romance while backing away from it just enough to be self-aware about every thought and movement. (Click here to buy it from Kompakt.)

Elsewhere: Hau Hsu on LCD Soundsystem’s “All My Friends.” Best bit:

Things begin well enough—”We set controls for the heart of the sun,” Murphy sings, a tiny lift in his voice. But eventually the moment evaporates (as it must), and life settles into a dreaded plainness. One day you arise from bed, contemplate your job, apartment, and the person next to you, and wonder where the time has gone. Friends are off somewhere else—it is always somewhere more fun—and you think about how great it would be to see them all at once. The lyrics are delivered in a Didion-like calm: We dance and do drugs, in lieu of falling apart.

And: Todd Serencha on One To Another. He has a real gift for recapping a plot:

When Pierre goes missing on the motorbike he bought with his orgy-money, and eventually turns up beaten to death, Lucie becomes a determined, slutty Nancy Drew on a quest to fuck her way to the truth, all the while offering up such quintessentially French musings like “deprived of youth, man becomes accomplice to his own death.” A broad array of rightwing boogeymen are offered as suspects, including secretive old queens, nihilistic young rough trade, fag-bashing neo-nazis, thieving gypsies, sister-protecting Algerians. Lucie tries to coerce a pre-mature ejaculating police detective and the aforementioned mystic retard into helping her solve the mystery, but hot snatch freely given can only do so much.

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