Tunes for the after-party, rather than the party
In 2008, Brooklyn and San Francisco dudes Lemonade released an album called ‘Lemonade’ that was ENORMOUS in every way and focused its attention on club bangers that capitalised on the whole LCD Soundsystem ‘thing’ happening at the time. It was great. ‘Diver’ is much less gigantic, favouring woozy afterparty synths (‘Neptune’) over the banging actually-at-the-party synths of their debut, and a helluva lot of crooning R&B vocals (‘Eye Drops’). There’s a pleasing amount of Ibiza nihilism within Callan Clendenin’s lyrics, allowed to breathe on tracks like ‘Whitecaps’: “[i]I’ve no opinion on these matters, but I’ll just listen to you speak[/i]”. Sometimes there’s just no need to pretend you know what you’re talking about. Occasionally ‘Diver’ drifts waaaaay too close to Junior Boys’ territory, and the schmaltzy muck of tracks like ‘Vivid’ feel as insincere as the fake smile of someone who’s about to fire you. But mostly: total bliss session.