¶ the incandescent subfusc wants a life away from greed and hypocrisy:

artificially peppy, chemically imbalanced, hardly easy, polyphonic colophon…

flowers are the things we grow, secrets are the things we know 

as a subject for reinterpretation, the music of m83 presents a unique set of challenges. while many of m83’s electronic contemporaries manipulate discrete, compartmentalized units of sound, m83 craft music that could most easily be categorized as monolithic-- sizzling walls of noise sculpted into moving, memorable songs. where so many electronic musicians are content to simply create atmosphere or bring conceptual experiments to life, the songs are as integral to m83’s music as the sounds that inhabit them-- in fact, the two often seem inexorably linked. because of this symbiosis, reworking an m83 song, whether by cover or remix, would seem a difficult undertaking.
“by far the most accessible track on dead cities, this stands as the obvious choice for first single. a perfect representation of their strengths, the song is remarkable for both its intensity and its tenderness. its hushed vocals, juxtaposed with glorious swells of digital strings, are the beating heart of dead cities, providing a locus of humanity amidst the album’s surprisingly wrenching synthesized arrangements. by contrast, the song’s remixes seem rather ordinary; in two out of three cases, the ostensibly shoegazey tendencies of the original are eschewed in favor of a more familiar beats-and-cuts aesthetic.”



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