Robots Don’t Lust, They Love


Like everyone else I came in expecting to fall in digital love but settled for instant crushes and lucky one night stands. Weird that one of our generation’s favorite duos awakens from an eight year album hiatus with a record shockingly more reductive than innovative and even more practical than thoughtful.

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This reversal, however, was perfectly timed. Do you remember James Murphy calling it in 2002 when he lamented the kids who are trading their guitars for turntables will eventually trade them all back. Why? To be cool again.

Daft Punk did just that.

Once the disappointment passed, it made sense. A crush after all is a childish infatuation and getting lucky is something most adults never experience past marriage. Both things are a fragment of our youth, much like how we listened to music before the age of singles. You know, when you heard something good and asked yourself these three questions: (1) who is this band, (2) when can I see them live and (3) I wonder what my friends would think?

I’m pretty sure—even for the least snobby music fan—this was the first album in years they spun a few times and had the interest to ask someone else their opinion on it.

And I’m betting you did just that. I mean, when was the last time you actually listened to an entire album?

Thought so.

Keep in mind change is something these Frenchmen do quite well. In 1997 they taught us how to groove, 2001 showed us how to be happy, and in 2005 embarrassingly proved even robots can make horrible music. Here they’re telling us how to love again.

I can only think of how every guy would love to be seduced on the dance floor and talked into bed by their dream girl. That hottie we lust about is something we all wanted for Random Access Memories.

I did too.

But you think for a bit and realize we all end up with someone different. The girl next door, a co-worker, or random acquaintance of a mutual friend. Just like a good album, these women can’t be described by a monster single because their story takes a million record spins to make sense.

Though when it does you’ll know.

Because suddenly your instant crush that got lucky matured into something more meaningful. And at that moment Daft Punk would have succeeded because you just fell in love…

one. more. time.