Parisian producer Sébastien Tellier claims his 2008 album, Sexuality, was informed by "the abuse of sustained arpeggiator by extralarge tablecloths." That's crazy in any language. Of course, a French accent makes loony behavior all the more forgivable, especially when it comes from an expert at bridging Jean-Michel Jarre's analog synth pulsations with the oversexed chamber pop of Serge Gainsbourg. And who but a Frenchman would claim his frisky beach-party beat is best enjoyed by lovers as they pop a champagne cork at twilight? Opening act Chairlift makes noirish synth pop that sounds as if Giorgio Moroder had scored a film with the Cocteau Twins.
