![]() Legendary producer, Chic mastermind, and Whoopi Goldberg impersonator Nile Rodgers joins forces with Paul Jackson, Jr. They’re primarily interested in evoking the golden age of studio excess, and indeed, the best part of RAM is the oddball cast of characters Daft Punk have assembled to execute this vision. The angle of your dangle, however, seems of secondary concern to our heroes. But, of course, Daft Punk’s most satisfying throwback is to themselves (the group is 20 freakin’ years old, after all): “Giorgio,” “Touch,” and the Pharrell-abetted “Get Lucky” all have moments of deep, locked-in grooves that will sate next year’s Coachella crowds whether Daft Punk actually show up in person or not.Īlso Read The 90 Greatest Albums of the ’90s “Fragments of Time” boasts the effortless rhythms and gentle choruses of Hall & Oates, while “Beyond” nicks the smooth groove of Michael MacDonald’s “I Keep Forgettin’ (Every Time You’re Near).” Hints of Goblin and Tangerine Dream show up on “Motherboard” and “Contact” “Instant Crush” owes a debt to the Police. To wit: That opener, “Give Life Back to Music,” kicks off with bombastic, distorted-guitar punches before turning all funky-slinky, a total Prince move. ![]() “I wanted to do an album with the sounds of the ’50s, the sounds of the ’60s, of the ’70s, and then have a sound of the future.” That’s Giorgio Moroder’s plainspoken, Schwarzenegger-accented recounting of his own musical history on the third track (“Giorgio by Moroder”), which none too subtly doubles as the record’s thesis: stylistically traverse a shit-ton of decades and genres, employ a whole bunch of vintage instruments, from mics all the way to guest vocalists (one of these dudes is in his seventies), vaguely nod in the direction of the “Future,” seemingly one in which Huggy Bear is president. Cameo, Sister Sledge, Kid Creole and the Coconuts: also fine. ![]() Starlight Express, Jesus Christ Superstar, the lovechild of Bob Fosse and George Lucas: These are good touch points. So the album opens like an overture to a Siegfried & Roy revue: smoke machines and lasers, spandex and glitter, roller-skaters and fire-breathers, blown-back hair, gold lamé, rhinestones, dancers, a bear - the whole nine - as meanwhile our hosts, digital magicians Thomas and Guy-Manuel, are lowered down on a sequin-clad, feather-trussed platform, smiles plastered across their cyborg visages, arms gesturing as if to say, in the gayest voice ever run through a vocoder, Boy have we got a show for you!Ĭostumes and crescendos, set pieces and guest stars, a loose concept, big budgets, and one helluva of a marketing campaign: If Daft Punk’s Random Access Memories sounds like a new Broadway musical, that’s because it might as well be. ![]()
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