Album Review Death From Above 1979 - You’re A Woman, I’m A Machine

It’s a simple enough premise; stick Death From Above 1979 on any funked up indie disco dancefloor and watch the hot pink leg warmers fly.

It’s a simple enough premise; stick Death From Above 1979 on any funked up indie disco dancefloor and watch the hot pink leg warmers fly. There’s been a guttural body blow of synth fueled rock building up for many a month now; the cool kids imported it early, the rumours of greatness being whispered across every smokey bar and deserted internet messageboard. However prepared we may have been, ‘You’re A Woman, I’m A Machine’ is still the ultimate in knock out punches.

If anyone needs any proof, it comes in the form of ‘Romantic Rights’. If it sounded good as a single a few months back, now it seems positively huge. Going off in all directions like a drug fueled Texas Chainsaw Massacre, it ends up being something music so violent should never manage; totally danceable.

With everyone raving about the restrained charms of The Bravery, it’s this that really hits the spot. So meaty it makes all other music sound flimsy and weak, there’s no denying the power of ‘Pull Out’ or ‘Blood On Your Hands’.

Indeed, proceedings rarely drop below a volume that would make jumbo jets feel inadequate, and nor would you want them to. If you play this album at anything below full volume, you’re just not doing it justice. Brutal, but in the best way possible.

 

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