It starts over a click track and the faint background chitter-chatter of a café and builds into something else entirely.
This song tells the story of how Italian disco innovator Giorgio Moroder discovered the Moog modular synthesiser, the piece of equipment that made his name, and probably the world’s first electro-biography. It’s sultrier than anything Daft Punk have done before too, the slippery, serpentine rhythm like the wily bionic woman of his dreams, but it bristles with tension, as if he might get zapped at any minute. It introduces Random Access Memories’ melancholic tone, as Mr Robot drives aimlessly around neon-lit backstreets pondering how he’s going to get the ladyrobots to like him. But rather than another slinky pick-up song, ‘The Game Of Love’ is a shadier LA noir. It sounds like – and probably did cost – millions of dollars.ĭaft Punk recall 2001's 'Something About Us', where a robot with Wall-E-sized feelings gets his own retro-futuristic ballad. Then the familiar vocoderific vocals chime in, setting up the album’s contrast between the full-blooded ‘human’ jams and the robotic narrator. 'Give Life Back to Music' is as tight and as bright as a pair of starched white flares on a flashing dancefloor, anchored by Chic’s Nile Rodgers and his elegant, genre-defining guitar hooks. And they’ve hired the best sessions musicians of the era – including two that played on Michael Jackson’s Thriller and Off The Wall – to play them live. They paved the way for stadium-filling electronic beats, but now they’re rejecting the WARMP-WARMP of modern club fodder and giving life back to music by digging into the glossy disco that defined dance in the mid-Seventies. 'Give Life Back to Music'ĭaft Punk deliver their mission statement.
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It’s also bloody bonkers.įor the full Random Access Memories experience, however, read on below. It’s when pop-rock was easy and groovy, when the people that played it had impressive facial hair and their melodies had the bronze glow of a sunset over the Pacific Coast. Hiyaz!īut we can tell you, in short, that Random Access Memories is a lavish celebration of a time when dance music was human and had a proper beating heart, told through the eyes of two robots who have redefined computer music. You know the facts by now: the roll call of discerning collaborators, the listening party in the arse end of Australia, the fake Glastonbury appearance, the glittering robots kitted out in Saint Laurent – and that it’s Daft Punk first new artist album in eight years.Īnd now, the next stage of the duo's drip-feed marketing plan, is to let a bunch of journalists who’ve heard the new album once in a soundproof room in the Sony offices loose on the internet with their, er, random memories of it.
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