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Nous Non Plus

Nous Non Plus (Aeronaut)

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The septet Nous Non Plus scares up sumptuous cool on its self-titled debut, whipping elements borrowed from the Strokes, Stereolab, and the B-52's into delectable French pastries. And so we get delights like "Lawnmower Boy," in which the band makes like Guitar Wolf on a new-wave kick; the disco hip-shake quake of "Tant Pis Pour Toi," as mirrorball-infectious as anything in Franz Ferdinand's arsenal; and "Monikini," a swank, horn-chart fiesta whose chorus consists of unisex baaaaaas. But the luxurious bubble-bath lullaby "Premier Balser" makes for the record's tastiest dish: harplike guitar, fluffy trumpets, and Mellotronlike keyboards swishing languidly about, as lead vocalists Celine Dijon and Jean-Luch Retard stage-whisper sweet nothings back and forth to one another through the scented steam.

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