This preceded DCRSLG's gigantic soundscapes, and [every M83 album thereafter]'s turn towards 80's-adjacent pop, and it shows. It's not that epic, not all that catchy, but the same screaming synths / guitars are here, the same smashings of noise and beauty. It's like that scene where the sniper opens his briefcase and snap-snap-click-twist-breathe-aim - we're introduced to the tools that will buzz into our hearts all century.
What Gonzalez and Fromageau don't have figured out on their debut is pacing and structure. It's an often-boring listen, without much actual appeal in the waves of buzz and shriek, but it's a fun piece of history for the semi-casual M83-appreciator 3/5
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