Téléphone

May this album—and everything by the French post-punk band of the 70s, 80s—bring you cheer. Chromed radio-ready pop with sharp elbows and a pretty-boy swagger. At its heart, Téléphone is high-kick arena rock, pleather glam and purple plumes of smoke machine fog, but their tight vocal harmonies and laser-focused licks keep them steered clear of gimmicky, campy territories. Their joyousness is sincere and their chops earned.


Savage, dynamic guitar bruisers. Why don't they get their due in the States?