Stereo Total - Musique Automatique
(Bobsled)
When forced into answering "What type of music is this?" when listening to Stereo Total, the only word I came up with is "pop." "Pop," of course, means a lot of things; to the person who asked the question, "pop" probably means Boys II Men and the Backstreet Boys, and to them, this didn't sound like "pop." No, the type of pop that person knows is the type of pop where immature people act mature in order to cater to the most basic desires of the lowest common denominator. This type of pop is the polar opposite; it is supposedly mature people acting immature in order to cater to people who supposedly know better than to like what is made for the drudge of society.
When pressed after responding to the initial question of "What type of music is this?", I added the words "from France," and that seemed to answer any questions sparked by my simplified answer. Who can trust the French? Not us. They do things totally differently over there on the continent. Where do you think the word "continental" came from? It means on the "continent," things are different. "Continental breakfast" is just a fucking croissant and a cup of coffee. You call that a breakfast? Musically, being "continental" is no different. To the French, Stereo Total is all you need in pop music: a small tart and a burst of caffeine. In America, we've got all the small tarts we can handle. Good underground pop music has to give you something more.
If anything, Stereo Total seems amateurish crap when compared to the slick, stylized crap that pop music corporations churn out. The simplest drum machine beats, some simple Casio melodies, some simple Casio FX, and, oh, wait, a song with guitars! The Stereo Total formula is as basic as you can get. They have no heart or soul, but at least they can sing in four different languages (English, French, German, Turkish). They have nothing new to offer, but at least they can simulate sex sounds. Find a better use for the money you would have wasted on these Frenchies by going to see Amelie again.
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