LCD Soundsystem, the brainchild of DFA Records founder and producer James Murphy, is once again biting and audacious on "Sound of Silver."
LCD Soundsystem, the brainchild of DFA Records founder and producer James Murphy, is once again biting and audacious on “Sound of Silver.”
Murphy, who flies virtually solo in the studio, crafts electronica with wit, atmosphere and a keen pop sensibility, and he simply oozes with confidence.
How else would you explain the late 2006 release of a promo track that runs 45:33 and is titled — 45:33?
With a pair of 2005 Grammy nominations under his belt — for his self-titled debut and the infectious single “Daft Punk is Playing at My House” — Murphy has returned with his New York attitude intact and a thumping vibe that’s sure to fill any dance floor.
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He sprinkles rock, 80s synth, Euro disco, techno and funky soul into a delicious mix that’s impossible to sit still to — and lyrically he sinks his teeth into a healthy dose of irony.
“Get Innocuous!” and “Us v Them” smack conformity in the mouth, “Someone Great” shows breakups as both a relief and a heartache, and “All My Friends” is about having no direction in life and somehow not really caring.
“New York, I Love You But You’re Bringing Me Down,” is a lament to the city’s ever-changing landscape, and the fantastic “North American Scum” allows Murphy to point out our national flaws while still insisting: “You see I love this place that I’ve come to know … and I know you wouldn’t touch us with a ten foot pole.”
Compared to some of today’s typically mindless dance music, this is party poetry.