Product Description

This French trio's sound is built around a backbone of golden pop melodies, enveloped in a sardonic wit and lingering Sofia Coppola soft focus. Although all the members are 20-somethings, adolescence is a concept that cuts to the group's core. They're in love with the idea of the dreamy teen, inspired by sunset walks through the park, clogging up shopping malls for no good reason, holding hands, and stolen kisses in the cinema. Similar to most filthy mouthed teens, "Reality Check" is full of foul innuendos and lyrics that would make Serge Gainsbourg blush. With its nonchalant and biting humor, this record is a 21st Century lo-fi French pop backdrop, awash in guitar hooks and soaring electro synth riffs.

Track Listing

1. Starlett Johansson
2. Sunset Beach
3. Love No
4. Feeling Better
5. Streets Of Paris
6. Make It Happen
7. Wheel Of Fortune
8. French Kiss
9. III
10. End Of The Road
11. Homecoming
12. Spare
13. Fuck Nicole

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #46572 in Music
• Released on: 2008-03-18
• Number of discs: 1
• Format: Explicit Lyrics

Customer Reviews

Great fun
Okay, so they're not very original in their sound, and the Teenagers may turn over the same tricks more than a few times, but there's no denying the appeal of their kitschy debut album. The lyrics are hilarious and biting ("Aspirin and alcohol are not enough to die, Nicole"), and the production - if somewhat repetitive - is tight; the songs hold together fairly well. This album reminds me very much of the Francois Ozon film "Criminal Lovers" - trashy, stylish and sexy. Delicious.

Key tracks: "Homecoming," "F*** Nicole," "French Kiss"

"You can get an American to buy anything..."
Or at least that seems to be the theory this French band is pushing with this album.

Bland beats and lyrics fittingly filled with all the profanity and none of the subtlety or insight of a true teenager.

Their stupid, sneering anti-Americanism shows that these cultured continentals have spent too much time sitting in front of the tube watching American re-runs and thinking that "The OC" portrays American teens as they really are.

The most interesting thing about this album is it's unintentionally ironic title. They condescendingly proclaim their album to be a mirror for the American listener, when really what it does best is expose their own naievete. Not surprising though, since isn't most hate spurred by ignorance?

To buy and listen to this album is a true excercise in self-loathing for any American. These guys hate us with every fiber of their being. So if listening to how much you're despised set to overly repetitive beats and derivitive New Order guitar sounds like a good time to you, then go for it.