The naughty Parisians' new album Reality Check is an aural soufflé of '80s New Wave, rockin' guitar, and clubtronica.
Matt Diehl
February 27, 2008
The catchiest, most hilarious record of the year. These naughty Parisians exuberantly soufflé ’80s New Wave, soaring shoegaze guitars, and nouveau clubtronica into an irresistible pop-culture mélange. It’s an ideal soundtrack for post-pubescent dirty-dancing, circa now: These songs document the petty cruelties of young love and sex with an ironic, self-promoting narcissism even more shameless than Diddy’s. Each track would hit number-one in a perfect world: “Homecoming” is a horny Facebook-generation revamp of Grease’s “Summer Lovin’,” while “Starlett Johansson” provides a stalker’s mash note to a certain celeb (“I know you’re born in ’84: half-Polish, half Danish… ”). Like, wow!
