LCD Soundsystem
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LCD Soundsystem (2005) , 6.5/10
Sound of Silver (2007) , 7/10
45:33 (2007), 7.5/10
This is Happening (2010), 6/10
American Dream (2017) , 6.5/10

LCD Soundsystem was the project of James Murphy, a member of New York's production duo DFA (Death From Above) with Tim Goldsworthy. He entered the disco-punk fray with the double-CD LCD Soundsystem (Capitol, 2005), an album that also includes all their early singles.
The core of the album is represented by the dancefloor fun of Yeah (nine minutes of primal Giorgio Moroder-ian attack and funk-jazz riffs that escalates to a manic degree of frenzy), Daft Punk Is Playing At My House (the rhythmic propulsion of the Talking Heads fronted without David Byrne's neurotic twitching), Disco Infiltrator (a tapping hip-hop with doo-wop vocals), Losing My Edge (pure funk energy with zero melodic development), On Repeat (a lengthy dub-jazz sarabande with atonal guitar), Give It Up (intricate bass-heavy funk-punk), Yr City's A Sucker (minimalist iteration ad libitum of an elementary rhythmic pattern).
There are certainly rather tedious repetition of beats, melodies and arrangements that have been around for decades (Tribulations. On the other hand, Murphy is not restricted to the fashionable electroclash style. He unleashes the vibrant power-pop of Movement and croons the moronic ballad Never As Tired As When I Wake Up. Neither is too entertaining, but they set the stage for future stylistic expansions. Furthermore, some tracks are at least partially original and innovative, and not merely a revival of the late 1970s (the sleazy African rap of Thrills, the surreal vocal harmonies with apocalyptic crescendo of Great Release, the more subliminal shuffle of Too Much Love, the surprisingly visceral punk-jazz explosion of Tired).
Ultimately, the album asserts the primacy of the producer over the group: Murphy alone can do more and better than most of the entire electroclash crowd combined.
(Tradotto da Gabriella Gentile,

LCD Soundsystem è il progetto di James Murphy, un membro del duo Newyorkese DFA (Death From Above), che ha abbracciato il mix disco-punk nel CD doppio LCD Soundsystem (Capitol, 2005), che include tra l’altro, tutti i loro primi singles.

Il corpo dell’album è rappresentato dall’allegria ballabile di Yeah (un attacco originale di nove minuti alla maniera di Giorgio Moroder e un’escalation di riff funk-jazz fino ad un livello maniacale di frenesia), Daft Punk Is Playing At My House ( la propulsione ritmica dei Talking Heads condotta senza gli strappi nevrotici di David Byrne), Disco Infiltrator (un hip-hop incisivo con vocalizzi doo-wop), Losing My Edge (pura energia funk senza alcuno sviluppo melodico), On Repeat (una lunga sarabanda dub-jazz con chitarre atone), Give It Up (un funk-punk intricato con un basso pesante), Yr City’s A Sucker (iterazione minimalista ad libitum di uno schema ritmico elementare).

Di certo ci sono tediose ripetizioni di ritmi, melodie e arrangiamenti che hanno circolato per decenni (Tribulation. D’altra parte Murphy non si limita allo stile electroclash alla moda, sguinzaglia il power-pop vibrante di Movement e canticchia la ballata demente di Never As Tired As When I Wake Up. Nessuna è del tutto piacevole ma preparano il terreno per espansioni stilistiche future. Inoltre alcune tracce sono almeno in parte, originali e innovative e non meri revival degli ultimi anni ’70 (il sordido rap africano di Thrills,le surreali armonie vocali con crescendo apocalittici di Great Release, l’ancor più subliminale confusione di Too Much Love, la sorprendente esplosione viscerale punk-jazz di Tired).

L’album fondamentalmente afferma il primato del produttore sul gruppo: Murphy da solo può fare di più e di meglio della gran parte dell’intera folla electroclash messa insieme.

The 45-minute 45:33, ostensibly a soundtrack for jogging, is an encyclopedia of electronic dance music, from Eurodisco to disco-punk to chill-out house music, as well as one of his artistic peaks. This colossal piece was later included in 45:33 (2007). A minimalist iteration of simple figures on out-of-tune piano and archaic electronics constitutes the launching pad for an old-fashioned funk beat with vocals. When this fades out, its remnant is a piano figure that leads to a lengthy sequence in which that figure is transposed to xylophone and synthesizer. The beat becomes a sleek, pounding polyrhythm. A trombone duets with frenzied electronic keyboards. The speed doubles and duets with distorted Kraftwerk-ian vocals. The sixth movement wipes out everything that the previous movements have created with a delicate electronic texture, halfway between falling snowflakes and a Bach fugue.

Sound of Silver (DFA, 2007) marks an improvement in terms of both musicianship and concept. The songs are longer and more complex while at the same time being more cohesive and organic. James Murphy is one of the few musicians after Brian Eno who can make the masses both dance and rock. This album does so over such a broad range of repertory formats that eventually represents a fresco of musical graffiti. The propulsive Get Innocuous is the most derivatives of the British 1980s. The sensual funk of Time to Get Away harks back to the 1970s and to Prince. The futuristic vignette Someone Great (a short portion of 45:33) boasts a pop melody worthy of vintage Brian Eno and Todd Rundgren.
However, soon the retro' project gets as serious as a post-modernist novel. The mildly anthemic North American Scum and Watch the Tapes borrow the driving progression from the Velvet Underground like so many of the new-wave acts did, and the psychotic vocals from new-wave bands such as the Talking Heads and the Modern Lovers, with the latter song approaching the shamanic emphasis of Suicide. And Us vs Them (another highlight) is pure Talking Heads-ian techno-funk mayhem, augmented with ethnic percussion and a sunny pop aria.
All My Friends is perhaps the most original of these revisitations of the masters, and the album's standout. Over a pounding piano pattern that could come from a minimalist piece by Steve Reich, the half-sung recitation exhudes the urban neurosis of Lou Reed without the decadent overtones and the existential angst of the Cure without the apocalyptic overtones. This seems to be like James Murphy's ultimate manifesto.
The last two tracks sound out of context. Sound of Silver is an electronic percussive jam, a robotic ballet.
Aware of the impressive amount of music packed in the album, Murphy takes the liberty of ending it with a grand waltzing ballad in the style of Broadway show-tunes, New York I Love You.
Despite continuously reinventing itself, the album never feels eccentric or challenging. It radiates the majestic calm of a classic.

(Translation by/ Tradotto da Giuseppe Leone)

45:33 (45 minuti), teoreticamente una colonna Sonora per il jogging, è un’enciclopedia di musica dance elettronica, dall’Eurodisco al disco-punk fino alla musica house chill-out.

Sound of Silver (DFA, 2007) segna un miglioramento sia in termini di abilità musicale e di concetto. I brani sono più lunghi e complessi e allo stesso tempo più coesi e organici. James Murphy è uno dei pochi musicisti dopo Brian Eno che rende le masse sia dance che rock. Su quest’album in un’ampia varietà di formati (la dilatata Sound of Silver, l’acrobatica All My Friends, la propulsiva Get Innocuous, la banale North American Scum, l’intellettuale Watch the Tapes). Nonostante si reinventi continuamente, l’album non sembra mai eccentrico o impegnativo. Esso emana la maestosa calma di un classico.

Murphy was already 40 when he penned This is Happening (DFA, 2010), and suddenly his limitations came to the fore: his lengthy high-tech ruminations were simply rehashing synth-pop, dance-punk and disco-music of the 1970s and 1980s. And his lame shout was certainly not making the imitations more appealing than the originals. The nine-minute hysterical threnody Dance Yrself Clean harks back to the Talking Heads' fusion of funk, electronics and rock (alas, minus David Byrne's neurotic genius). The eight-minute Home is emblematic of the general problem with Murphy's tactic: a slightly intricate beat is looped and repeated with minimal variations for a long time so that the vocals can sing a rather pedestrian melody over and over again and take their time in doing so. The throbbing eight-minute One Touch is pure fluff, and derivative of the age of Eddy Grant's Electric Avenue (1982). The (thankfully much shorter) single Drunk Girls crosses over into boogie-rock of the new wave (a` la Modern Lovers) with insistent tribal drumming. The same kind of methodic beat, leaning this time towards the disco, propels the decadent croon of All I Want, a bit like early Roxy Music. The very slow jazzy seven-minute Somebody's Calling Me sounds like a very slow cover of Donovan's Mellow Yellow. Plagiarizing the past classics is not necessarily a bad idea. The problem is that Murphy dilutes his imitations to the point that artistic pretenses border on self-mockery. What could have been a sprightly power-pop ditty, You Wanted A Hit, is stretched to become a midtempo nine-minute jam (three minutes of minimalist intro, an instrumental duet between atonal guitar and videogame noise). Regardless of the ambitions, I Can Change is just a trite ballad crooned by a bad singer and wrapped in electronic effects. Pow Pow is eight minutes of spoken-word (or, alternatively, of really slow and plain rapping) over the most trivial of beats. This music must be incredibly easy to make.

(Translation by/ Tradotto da Giulio Bassanello)

Murphy aveva già 40 anni quando mise a punto ThisIs Happening (DFA, 2010), e improvvisamente le sue limitazioni vennero a galla: le sue ruminazioni lungamente high-tech erano semplicemente un rimaneggiare synth-pop, dance-punk e disco-music di anni ’70 e ’80. E il suo grido acciaccato non rendeva certo le imitazioni migliori degli originali. L’isterico lamento funebre di nove minuti Dance YrselfClean rimanda alla fusione operata dai Talking Heads di funk, elettronica e rock (ahimé senza il genio nevrotico di David Byrne). Home, da otto minuti, è emblematica del problema tattico di Murphy: un beat poco complesso è avvolto su se stesso e ripetuto con minime variazioni per lungo tempo in modo che la parte vocale possa destreggiarsi in melodie banali a suo piacimento. OneTouch, otto minuti pulsanti, è banale e copiata da Electric Avenue (1982) di Eddy Grant. Il singolo (fortunatamente molto più breve) DrunkGirls è incrocio di boogie-rock new wave (à la Modern Lovers) e di insistenti percussioni tribali. Stesso metodo nel beat, incline questa volta alla musica disco, aziona la cantilena decadente di All I Want, un po’ simile ai primi Roxy Music. Somebody’sCalling Me, molto lenta e jazzata, coi suoi sette minuti sembra quasi una cover molto lenta di Mellow Yellow di Donovan.

Plagiare i classici del passato non è necessariamente una cattiva idea. Il problema è che Murphy diluisce le sue imitazioni al punto che le pretese artistiche sconfinano nell’auto parodia. Quella che avrebbe potuto essere un’allegra canzoncina power-pop, YouWanted A Hit, è allungata fino a diventare una jam di nove minuti (di cui tre di intro minimal, un duetto strumentale tra una chitarra atona e noise da videogioco).

Senza badare alle ambizioni, I Can Change non è altro che una ballata trita cantilenata da un pessimo cantante e impacchettata in effetti elettronici. PowPowè otto minuti di parlato (o, in alternativa, di rap molto lento e piatto) sopra il beat più insignificante. Produrre tale musica parrebbe semplicissimo.

The live albums The London Sessions (2011) and The Long Goodbye (2014) closed the career of LCD Soundsystem.

However, the band was resurrected for the single Christmas Will Break Your Heart (2015) and the album American Dream (Columbia, 2017), which turned out to be their biggest commercial success. Sounding like a nostalgic tribute to the neurotic new-wave of the late 1970s, it opens with the throbbing synth and dreamy lullaby Oh Baby (an explicit reference to Suicide's most famous anthem), followed by the seven-minute Afro-funk orgy a` la Talking Heads of Other Voices, and by I Used To, an impeccable if sinister/martial imitation of Brian Eno-produced David Bowie. Change Yr Mind manages to fuse both the dissonant no-wave funk of the Contortions and the hypnotic disco-music of Giorgio Moroder. How Do You Sleep? sounds like a nine-minute disco remix of vintage U2. Emotional Haircut tries to bridge Romeo Void's Never Say Never and Killing Joke. Unfortunately, there are serious missteps, starting with the dance ballad American Dream and ending with the worst offender, a meandering twelve-minute Black Screen, ostensibly a tribute to David Bowie but lame even by the standards of Bowie's most self-indulging material. James Murphy is increasingly attracted by the sound of the rock guitar, the very instrument that he avoided on the early albums.

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