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"...As a friend of mine pointed out, Cut Copy have entered into the Hot Chip/Rapture realm of pop music that straight white guys feel okay dancing to. Had you questioned the vast majority of people in the room, they’d probably tell you that Cut Copy are a dance band that incorporate guitars, even though the opposite is more apt. Sure, there’s a French House filigree and red flashing LED lights, but at their core, Cut Copy are guitar pop in the key of Talking Heads or Blur.
If they weren’t highly gifted with melody and blessed with the esoteric ability to induce non-stilted Caucasian locomotion, there’d be something oppressively generic to their performance. Onstage, the members are practically indistinguishable. I couldn’t tell you the names of anyone in the band without resorting to Wikipedia. Frontman Dan Whitford’s stage moves seem confined to tapping his feet and pumping his fist in the air like he’d just won a cricket match. At best, you can say that the other guys are there. Nor do their lyrics do much to alter that impression, with song titles including “Heart On Fire,” “Strangers in the Wind,” “Lights and Music,” and “Visions.” Judging from the titular triteness, you’d probably guess that they were a Nashville steel-guitar ensemble with a mild drug problem..."
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