This is a record that submerges the dance floor in the skin-warming blissfulness of an early summer afternoon, that sparks body temperatures and curbs 9-to-5 anxieties, yet that also keeps the lights low enough for cross-room romantic exchanges to be dizzyingly suggestive rather than dully explicit.
David and Blake take their appeal to higher heights by encapsulating the catchiness of the current dance-pop climate that was already bubbling away on their debut.
On their sophomore effort Faraway Reach, they plant their flag even firmer in straight-ahead pop.
It all adds up to another fun and frothy dance album, maybe a notch less exciting that Hanging Gardens if only because there aren't as many knockout blows like "I'll Get You," but still close to being exactly one could hope for in a full-length dance album.
The album truly shines when it gives them the space to put their production centre stage ... These moments are, however, disappointingly few and far between.
Classixx beef up the guest spots on their second album with more notable names like T-Pain and Passion Pit. I was hoping that more voices would mean a greater diversity of sounds, but the album feels very homogenous and not very innovative. It is another easy and straightforward pop album, but I want to be blown away. They have yet to produce a banger that makes my nose bleed.
this is the one that could make those people shut up who say dance albums are vulgar and monotonous