DelOReAn Su­biza (True Pan­ther)

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Span­ish quar­tet Delorean makes what might be the pop mu­sic of the fu­ture, and they man­age it through sim­ple means, fus­ing the child­like vo­cal phras­ings of An­i­mal Col­lec­tive to what sounds a lot like 1990s club mu­sic. They build on this foun­da­tion with blue­prints from the draw­ing boards of The Sea and Cake, Hot Chip, and Stere­o­lab and give it all a nice sheen. If you don’t find the end re­sults im­me­di­ately pleas­ing, con­sult your doc­tor for an ear ex­am­i­na­tion. That said, Su­biza is an al­bum that’s easy to like and more dif­fi­cult to love. At first pass, it might seem as if Delorean’s bag of tricks isn’t ter­ri­bly deep: each song fea­tures looped, dis­torted vo­cals coun­ter­bal­anced by Latin-tinged beats and punc­tu­ated by pre­cise cym­bal clashes. The lyrics are sung in a coy, ab­stract man­ner that is dif­fi­cult to un­der­stand and not al­ways invit­ing. Ini­tially, I found my­self grav­i­tat­ing more to songs that fea­ture long buildups to the vo­cals, such as “In­fi­nite Desert” and “Real Love,” where the band’s back­ground in elec­tronic mu­sic yields vi­brant beats and bril­liant melodic flashes. Af­ter sev­eral lis­tens, I grew ac­cus­tomed to the sub­tle ways they tweak their for­mula in each song, and I keep com­ing back to how good it all sounds. Nit­pick­ing this al­bum is like com­plain­ing about an ice cream cone on a hot day.

— Robert B. Ker

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