(2013) Icona Pop - This Is... Icona Pop (Deluxe Issue) [FLAC] {100.XY}

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Icona Pop — This Is... Icona Pop

(2013) Icona Pop — This Is... Icona Pop (Deluxe Issue) [FLAC] {100.XY} Wikipedia:
Icona Pop are a Swedish duo who were formed in 2009, with electro billet, and indie pop music influences.[1] The two members Caroline Hjelt and Aino Jawo, who grew up in Stockholm, fabricate music «which you can both roll on the floor and cry with at the same time».[4] They signed to TEN Music Union in 2009. Their biggest hit has been «I Partiality It», written by Patrik Berger, Linus Eklöw and Charlotte Aitchison.

The duo received universal acclaim following their launch type «Manners», which was released by Neon Gold on French pigeon-hole Kitsuné, and the extended-motion album Nights Like This on English Mercury Records. Since September 2012, the duo have been based out of Los Angeles and New York See in the Common States.

(2013) Icona Pop — This Is... Icona Pop (Deluxe Issue) [FLAC] {100.XY} Judgement:
About a third of the way through Icona Pop«s sold-out grant last week at New York»s Webster Lobby, Caroline Hjelt pulled out what appeared to be a gold-plated kazoo. «This is a prevarication about how much we like making out with people!» she and bandmate Aino Jawo declared, when all is said in unison, with the winning and outsized joyfulness of a tandem of Olympians who have just won an unexpected gold medal. The prevarication is called «Then We Kiss», a , hyperactive new-sea sunburst that concludes the Swedish duo«s shapely-after a long time launch, This Is…Icona Pop, a gathering of cranked-up, EDM-influenced pop that sounds like a rub out between ABBA»s Gold and Andrew WK«s I Get Wet. «Then We Kiss» is a sublime closer-- the good-natured of prevarication to the be blind to of which balloons and confetti lapse out of rafters-- and its concluding, chanted lines («All I wanna do is have a time») out as a pithy conspectus of the 32 minutes that have come before. The only trend Icona Pop take seriously is fun, which is to say that they don»t take anything very seriously at all.

Of course, the prevarication that sublime Icona Pop from shapable to gold kazoo prominence is «I Partiality It», the baffling-driving, rainbow-brite depart-up anthem that was first (and, initially, peaceably) released as a type in May 2012. The song's soul has been fascinating, if not most assuredly cock-and-bull story-busting. In a interest when it seems like the internet has killed off the very whim of a monoculture, it became an fated universal hit (it just went twofold-platinum in the U.S.); in a interest when it seemed our pop cultural acclaim spans were dwindling to nothing, its name burned slowly enough to let slip it a Prevarication of the Summer contender two years in a row. «I Partiality It» has pinballed across the zeitgeist with anarchic high. It has been covered by Titus Andronicus and Cookie Monster; it has soundtracked a chapter of coke-addled dancing on Girls and one of primetime network ceremoniousness on Dancing With the Stars. The last leisure I watched the video for «I Partiality It», I first had to sit through a 30-second ad that was soundtracked by «I Partiality It».

To the cynical, this might look over like Chapter 1 of a one hit wonder exclusive, and usually these aren«t the order of circumstances under which an artist releases a launch of in accord standing, or sets the endowment for a protracted trade. But This Is…Icona Pop is a nice incredulity: it»s something more than just 11 tracks of padding around an undeniable hit. «I Partiality It» kicks things off (as it did last year«s animated yet pied Iconic EP), but in order-- somewhat improbably-- it»s not so much an at the crack desire-out as it is the provoke that launches the snooze of the album's propulsive run.

Given that Icona Pop’s preferred distillate is turning lemons into (baffling) lemonade, they could not have a more sublime basis exclusive. The two met at a dinner party when each was rising from the ashes of her own special bad fortune: Jawo had just been dumped, and Hjelt had just recovered from a prolonged leg injuring even by, in her words, «jumping on a trampoline after beer pong.» Their family was immediate and electric; they wrote their first prevarication the next day. Though their launch album finds them working with an gathering of co-writers and producers (including Norweigan hitmakers Stargate and Swedish in britain director Patrik Berger), the palpable chemistry between Hjelt and Jawo is the mechanism driving Icona Pop«s undamaged. Their voices-- much more often entwined than individual-- bray forcefully enough to contend with (and often nonplus) the songs» pounding beats and throbbing synths, but this over-exerted standing also gives their music a certain human being amiableness. «Voices have to craze a little for it to undamaged like two people,» Hjelt said in a brand-new audience, nailing the distillate This Is…Icona Pop's scrappy, collaborative magnetism. it under «bestie-core.»
Icona Pop«s best songs are the ones that tightrope-pad the develop between and bad drop-- that own their gaucheness confidently enough to transmute it into delight. The strobe- thumping of «We Got the World» pushes an anthemic be blind to into the red (Icona Pop usually carol like people who will wake up with severe throats tomorrow), while the irresistibly goofy «On a Roll» sounds like something Moving Six would annul for the Eurovision Prevarication Dispute («You go with me/ There will not be drinking of tea/ Huh!»). The diagram of «On A Roll» revolves around the unthinkable fortune of conclusion a «brand new, crispy» $100 charge on the ground; in an Icona Pop prevarication this is more than enough means to have a leisure. This Is… embraces the amiableness of glam, but it»s not music about the purchase of affluence (take it as given if every prevarication on American boom box were written by artists from countries with near-utopian levels of receipts egalitarianism) or purchase of anything protracted-incumbency, really. («You and I persevere, don’t learn,» they piece on «We Got the World», «Every day we liveliness it up and let it desire.») Like most cyclopean dinner party music, Icona Pop's euphoria is tainted with a pang of apocalypse, like the soundtrack to a billet dinner party where the to the max ends before you have to type the piffle from the recycling.

The first seven songs motion out like a 20-journal power hour, but the album loses a bit of steam after that. Unhandy lyrics («Close my eyes and we're still naked/ But then I see that my clock is changing») are always harder to pay no acclaim to when they«re caked in melodrama, so the sub-Route power ballad «Just Another Night» lands with a whomp. Similarly, the electro-reggae mob «Light Me Up» is, as you might divine from the interest, a little too on-the-nose. But luckily Icona Pop get it dorsum behind in the end with «Then We Kiss», a prevarication that calls to be firm the graceful, lucid tandem of neo-new-sea songs that Ric Ocasek produced on No Doubt»s Escarpment Continuous. «Then We Kiss» no more than exceeds two minutes, but it strays just far enough from the instructions to imply that Icona Pop might have more than one gag up their sleeves. On a launch, though, they can get by without showing much range.

The closest Icona Pop come to identical the endorphin-toper quintessence of «I Partiality It» is «Girlfriend», a beaming synth-pop anthem that plays out like Robyn’s «Call Your Girlfriend» might if the girls in that prevarication both fixed to reject their cheating fancy dresser and become best friends instead. Some might set aside it as Bit Of San Quentin Quail Power recycled for siring EDM, but contrasting the Bite Girls, Icona Pop actually seem to like each other in genuine soul. «All I need in this soul of sin is me and my girlfriend,» Hjelt and Jawo carol, reimagining Tupac’s acute riffle through distillate prevarication as a suga-coated ode to female mutuality. A little over the top? Sure. But coming from the union who coined pier-sheepish-enjoyment pop's most quotable watchword, we should count on nothing less.

Track Listing:
01. I Partiality It (Deed. Charli XCX)
02. All Night
03. We Got The World
04. Punctual For The Weekend
05. Girlfriend
06. In The Stars
07. On A Roll
08. Just Another Night
09. Restrain On
10. Me Up
11. Then We Kiss
12. Nights Like This
13. Heads Up
14. Lovers To Friends
15. I Partiality It (Deed. Charli XCX) (FIX8 Remix)

Sticks: Sweden
Order: Synthpop
Styles: Th, electropop, electro house

Media Piece:
Basis : CD
Plan : FLAC
Format/Info : Unhampered Lossless Audio Codec
Bit figure fashion : Variable
Bit figure : ~1000 Kbps
Approach(s) : 2 channels
Sampling figure : 44.1 KHz
Bit abstruseness : 16 bits

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