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It has taken two years, but the U.S. finally has its answer to the Ting Tings: It’s Hundred in the Hands, a boy-girl dance-pop group hell-bent on filling your head with pop earwigs that will lay eggs in your cerebral cortex. They’ve got the backing of longtime electronic label, Warp, which clearly must be seeing dollar signs. But here’s the good news: While Hundred in the Hands will probably be selling you sneakers in the near future, they’ve delivered a self-titled album that masters this nu-disco better than most bands doing similar music can claim. (Ting Tings included.)


Nothing in Eleanor Everdell and Jason Friedman’s back catalog -- they used to be in the middling Boggs -- would prepare you for the smattering of New York-influenced dance music they kick out here. “Gold Blood” and “Last City” stomp like the Yeah Yeah Yeahs with an imploding drum machine, while opener “Young Aren’t Young” spit-shines Moroder disco with glistening synths. Lead single “Pigeons” is an early highlight, as Everdell’s layered vocals form a chorus of cheerleaders waiting for a guy to call. The band first caught buzz thanks to the rocking “Dressed in Dresden,” so obviously that’s here as well, sort of buried as a welcome again to people who jumped on the band’s wagon a year ago.     


The major fault of Hundred in the Hands is that it feels one-trick about four songs in. There are, after all, only so many ways you can do ascending dance music with cheerleader choruses (unless you’re willing to blow out the volume like Sleigh Bells). Whereas Hundred in the Hands’ recent EP, This Desert, was a short blast of smile-inducing jams that left the listener wanting more, Hundred in the Hands suffers from an overload of songs with too similar tempos and grooves. In small doses though, Hundred in the Hands is one of the year’s catchiest records. Paging Saucony: Your new ad campaign has a soundtrack.   






  • Young Aren't Young
  • Lovesick (Once Again)
  • Killing It
  • Pigeons
  • Commotion
  • This Day Is Made
  • Dead Ending
  • Gold Blood
  • Dressed in Dresden
  • Last City
  • The Beach

The Hundred in the Hands are a Brooklyn duo consisting of Eleanore Everdell and Jason Friedman, who decided to form a group together after bonding over their mutual love of everything from electronica to dance music to post-punk, pop, and hip-hop. That same wide sphere of influences can be found in the music they make. They first introduced their pop-savvy, danceable sound to the world with the EP This Desert, but their self-titled full-length debut offers the pair a chance to unleash even more sides of their multiple musical personalities.

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