Télépathique | Last Time on Earth (The Control Group)

cd_telepathique.jpgTélépathique could be more closely compared to C.S.S.—also from Brazil—only less pop and a bit more electronica.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Télépathique, the international beat metamorphosing group from Sao Paolo, Brazil, is a balls-out, unforgiving look at the future of international music. Comprised of vocalist Mylene Pires and DJ extraordinare Erico Theobaldo, they are clearly part of the avant-garde wave of traditional music brought to a heightened level. Long gone are the days of the Sergio Mendez your parents used to listen to; Télépathique schools you in how to groove contemporary Brazilian-style.

With its nonstop, unyielding rhythm, Last Time on Earth is not an album for the rhythmically shy at heart. While it may not be for everyone, within its plethora of characteristics some aspect of their sound is likely to strike a chord in the hearts of every music enthusiast. From its tinge of eclectic and electric ’80s sound on the synthesizers to its splash of good old rock ‘n’ roll, Télépathique engulfs every genre imaginable and clashes them into a beautiful sum.

Last Time on Earth jumps straight into the opening track "Déjà Vu," a Matrix-like, fast-paced song with a mildly repetitive and unbelievable backbeat. Just when you think the repetitiveness starts to become too much, it quickly changes speed and turns into a brand new track with the same wicked beat. From one track to another, the album rarely pauses for more than a literal second before bouncing into its next phase. "Kabalah" is another strong track on the album, even with vocalist Mylene Pires’ continuing obscure lyrics. Ironically, the same could be said for the entire album, a continuous, nonstop mixture of the world’s traditional paired with the contemporary. As if all the genres of the world have finally run into each other, this is where the music of all generations across the world collides.

Télépathique could be more closely compared to C.S.S.—also from Brazil—only less pop and a bit more electronica…and more obscure than cutesy in nature. Pires lends a unique blend of sound with her in-your-face, raw individualism and broken English that adds an undeniable kinkiness to her—and, ultimately, the album.

The only real issue with this album is how quickly each track will grow on you. Even a song that sounded mediocre before inevitably gets better with every spin. Whether out on the town for a night of clubbing, cleaning your house or simply driving around in your car, this album is a wicked way to enjoy yourself and let loose—not to mention get your errands done a little faster. A | Jennifer Manjarez

RIYL: Cansei de ser sexy, DJ Periferico, LCD Soundsystem

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