
Last month, DFA released the new Hot Chip record to very similar praise. I had heard great things about this band and read early reviews of Made In The Dark, so I decided to give it a chance. My analysis: much of the same. The record is not bad, but again nothing spectacular. Despite the sheer annoyance of some songs (see opening track "Out At The Pictures"), the album is at best average. The "dance" element of this brand of music is apparent, but I fail to see how this can remotely be classified a sub-genre of punk. But I got to give James Murphy credit. He has carefully crafted a brand under the DFA name, to the point where any artist associated with his label will get a free pass on the "coolness" meter. It doesn't matter how abstract and discombobulated some of his acts sound -- if it's DFA, hipsters unite! -- it will be praiseworthy. This kind of reminds me of Matador, except Matador's roster actually deserves the praise. I can't tell you how many times I've seen people sporting t-shirts bearing the crooked lighting bolt DFA logo.... this needs to stop.
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