My Robot Friend

Hot Action, hot damn! Not only does it make you want to dress to match its gorgeous electric pink sleeve, it sounds good too. It’s a lucid roboto-electro romp mixed up with pop, ping-pong balls, computer voices, rockabilly laments of waiting by the phone for the call back, self love and Pet Shop Boys lust. Replete with lyrics that are at times satirical and sincere; standouts include "I am the Robot,” "I Know What Women Want,” "Walt Whitman,” and, actually, the rest of the track listing, too. That’s right, not a dud in the bunch. It’s clear that Howard Robot doesn’t assume a catchy stiff riff on repeat can replace a well-written song in the hearts and minds of the sarcastic, witty, hip and dancing public, and so avoids the pitfalls that foil so many other electro albums doomed to only one or two decent tracks. Everyone wants to be friends with My Robot Friend because the man in the silver tin suit is showing everyone its hip to be square, yet again.