Pitchfork

Goldfrapp must have tired of seeing its best songs listed with someone else's name parenthetically attached because new single "Ooh La La" is its own remix. Surely, some slick Euros will take their turns, but seriously, this shit cops a throbbing Canned Heat riddim, runs it nuders through Gary Glitter's troubling, yet fabulous closet, and culminates in 80,000 tracks of synthesized naughtiness. Alison and Will G. lace up their platforms and stomp the entrails out of whatever Kylie's firming her buns to these days, with A-Golds breathily demanding to be switched on and turned up. Paint my eyes and take me to the bumpclub; I embrace my inner starchild. If only there were an accompanying video featuring a shiny Disco Pony in the Valley of the Sine Waves available on the band's website, life would be full indeed...