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Thursday, May 17, at the Granada Theater

By AUSTIN POWELL

Published on May 17, 2007

In the California desert during Coachella it's always time to boogie. At this year's festival, the Arctic Monkeys strapped on their "Dancing Shoes," Peeping Tom got their mojo working, LCD Soundsystem brought the Sound of Silver, Hot Chip knocked out assembly-line dance grooves and the Decemberists interrupted their set with a 10-minute dance contest. But no one could get as funky as the Rapture, who turned the Sahara tent into the "House of Jealous Lovers." The former DFA darlings' latest post-punk apocalypse, Pieces of the People We Love, which was produced by Paul Epworth, Ewan Pearson and Danger Mouse, combines Gang of Four's grooves, Prince's mystique, Studio 54's excess, and more cowbell and handclaps than even Will Ferrell could handle. Likewise, Shiny Toy Guns' sleek synth approach on their major-label debut We Are One advances with the dual vocal attack of Jeremy Dawson and Carah Faya. The Los Angeles-based quartet's emo-tinged "Le Disko" sounds like a glossier and more plasticized version of Interpol's Antics. I bet that they look good on the dance floor.



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