Nous Non Plus

Bi-continental septet Nous Non Plus scares up sumptuous, blasé cool on its self-titled debut, whipping elements borrowed from the Strokes, Stereolab, and the B-52s into delectable French pastries. And so we get delights like "Lawnmower Boy," where the band makes like Guitar Wolf on a New Wave kick; the disco...
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Bi-continental septet Nous Non Plus scares up sumptuous, blasé cool on its self-titled debut, whipping elements borrowed from the Strokes, Stereolab, and the B-52s into delectable French pastries. And so we get delights like “Lawnmower Boy,” where the band makes like Guitar Wolf on a New Wave kick; the disco hip-shake quake of “Tant Pis Pour Toi,” as mirrorball-infectious as anything in Franz Ferdinand’s arsenal; and “Monikini,” a swank, horn-chart fiesta whose chorus consists of unisex baaaaaas. But the luxurious bubblebath lullaby “Premier Balser” makes for the record’s tastiest dish: harplike guitar blush, fluffy trumpets, and Mellotron-like keyboards swishing languidly about as lead vocalists Celine Dijon and Jean-Luch Retard stage-whisper sweet nothings back and forth to one another through the scented steam.

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