This is pure video game music. Not just that it has that squareedged sound, not just that its all Go Team pure energy, but that it's enjoyable, overcomposed, and inescapably disposable - it's not quite Michael Bay, but it might be J.J. Abrams.
It's hooky! Fuckit, it's masterful. But the hands of man are all over it, and those hands they done have crafted and crafted. It's the opposite of Endtroducing, the opposite of Chuck Berry, even as it swings for a bit of each.
I love it as I hate it. It's gourmet fruit stripe, pure 80's maximalism through 00's perfectionism, Ratatat stripped of its robot soul.
Also, those rap tracks at the end. Yikes. No no no man. Know when to put the brakes on the novelty bus.
3/5
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