Not pictured: Bart’s bus driver in a Royals uni. There’s your free crossword clue of the day…
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Brad Shoup: The title recalls Matt Redman, as well as John Lennon’s eager insistence that “Tomorrow Never Knows” sound like thousands of monks shouting on a mountaintop. But not even Geoff Emerick could prevent a million voices from sounding like the world’s scariest football terrace, so I’m glad Otto Knows keeps things in the realm of doofy signifiers. The song? Oh, it’s station-identification bosh, like Groove Armada without the fun.
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Jonathan Bogart: Otto knows… what dance music sounds like.
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Patrick St. Michel: Otto knows how to cut up vocals. Otto knows how to chart in Europe. Otto knows how to make the sort of euphoric moment kids in a club love. Otto knows how to make a song that is great for a night out but nothing else.
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Anthony Easton: This sounds like the kind of music that’s meant to pump people up during laser tag, or go-karting, or a ninth grader’s introduction to the avant-garde formal abstraction of electronic music. Awesome!
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Will Adams: I will defend dance music to sometimes embarrassing lengths, but nothing can redeem the fact that this blatant ripoff of one of Avicii’s few great moments fails to recapture any of its source’s euphoria, not even the disembodied playground children.
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Katherine St Asaph: This is so much better if you imagine guy’s name is Autonose. When that humor expends itself, pretend the whoevers are saying “die-die-die-die-die!” When that’s no good, you know the song’s overboshed its welcome.
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