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This collection of instrumentals is bewildering in its variety and intent, miniature symphonies with the tinkling plunk of a toy orchestra and a sharp whiff of sulfur from a struck match.
Really, this review only needs five words: Francophone spaghetti western rock songs.
Cycles, repetitions, patterns within patterns, beats drifting out of focus and slowly emerging as the same beat, but different. The aural moods on this album are on the ambient side, but reward attention with slow progress and contemplative amnesia.
There is a spectacular video for one of the songs on here, and there will be more, and by now the band's reputation rests on these videos, but I suggest you give this a listen to hear exactly how OK GO have mastered the art of symphonic power pop.
The first thing to know is that it's pronounced "male." The important thing to know is that the Irish trio make the sort of rickety racket with metronomic drums, aggressive bass, spiky guitar, and disaffected vocals that immediately gets my attention
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