If you’re the kind of listener who cries foul every time an artist swaps source material, Worlds might not be for you. But if you can cut the guy a little creative slack, then Worlds is pretty freakin’ awesome.
Although it doesn’t sound quite like EDM, Worlds manages to retain the thrilling rush of emotions that the best raves inspire.
Much more than a corrective gesture, the specific mix of sounds on Worlds—part synthy indie-pop, part twinkling bedroom-beatmaker fare, part festival-ready electro—comes at an excellent time.
Worlds mimics the similarly nostalgic ache of M83 but without that act’s nuance or individuality: He’s trying to shift from extroversion to introspection by simply slowing and softening his clichés. At this early point, Robinson’s interior universe seems strikingly secondhand.
Porter Robinson's full-length debut molds the sounds of indie pop for an EDM palate.