Telepathe, 'Dance Mother'
Telepathe Dance Mother
Telepathe plays with Ladytron and the Faint at the House of Blues on Wednesday.
The guitars chime and the drums pound furiously, so it must be TV on the Radio. Synthesizers burble and echo, so it must be the Knife. As it turns out, it's both and neither. Two-piece Brooklyn outfit Telepathe enlisted the help of TV on the Radio's Dave Sitek as producer and their beat-up copies of "Silent Shout" for inspiration, but for all its immediately recognizable debts, "Dance Mother" is something fresh. Telepathe's full-length debut will make for a nice counterpart to "Fever Ray," the recent side project from the Knife's Karin Dreijer Andersson. The album is sonically schizophrenic: Sweet two-part harmonies give way to looped, electronically altered rhythms on "Trilogy," and a guitar riff straight off "Return to Cookie Mountain" leads to the pornographically precise, surprisingly beautiful chorus of "Michael." The meaning is found less in the abstract, vague lyrics than in the collision of solidity and insubstantiality, the meaty and the sweet. Chilly laptop soundscapes are offset by the frail, girlish voices, with man and robot battling to a well-fought draw. (Out April 14)