Ima Robot Ima Robot (Virgin)
Ima Robot's decadent self-titled debut moonwalks out of Los Angeles' stylish underworld with speedy electro-punk, hyperactive dance-rock,
and drops of Bowie in every song. Unabashed glam coupled with an irreverent animalism binds together these eleven songs about sex, girls and sex.
Frontman and lyricist Alex Ebert (mullet and all) annunciates with a seasoned nonchalance, like a freed stud, brimming with a knowing coolness.
"I want to fuck, fuck, fuck," Ebert sings on "Dirty Life," promoting a sexual carpe diem made all the more urgent by
"12=3"'s realization that, "We're all gonna die in the end." Bassist Justin Meldal-Johnsen and drummer Joey Waronker --
Beck's longtime sidemen -- provide the set's slick rhythm, funking and programming these songs into a members-only backroom. With this
forceful declaration of arrival, Ima Robot have tapped a keg foaming over with hooks, keys, ego and swank -- ferociously tickling the rock
world's id. (BENJAMIN FRIEDLAND) |