Cansei De Ser Sexy – ‘Let’s Make Love And Listen To Death From Above’

Apr 28th, 2011
| posted by: Jonno |

Perfection. That’s what this song is, complete and utter disco-pop-throwaway perfection that is so sublimely kitsch and foreign that it merits inclusions on party playlists well after it’s contemporaries (hello Bonde Do Role) have died a convenient hipster death. Cansei De Ser Sexy, known to their groupies as CSS, have managed to turn a cute gimmick into a career. Despite having a singer named Lovefoxxx who is engaged to a Klaxon, or perhaps because of it, CSS continue to pump out quality jams, with their third LP due to drop sometime this year. But let’s take it back to where it all began. To a song which references another band in its title, to a stomper which I actually own on limited edition vinyl (it’s yellow, I’m not a DJ anymore, I never was) including various remixes which are not important. What is important is that this is without doubt the sexiest Western-sounding tune to come out of South America in 2004. I can’t even fathom what kind of awesome was put into creating it, even now.

Besotted. Besotted with Lovefoxxx and her clipped English, with that sultry synth siren that rides over the top of the guitar riff, with that porn movie bass line and that’s before they even get to the electro-rock breakdown. there are a lot of words in this song and I still can’t figure out what half of them are, but I just don’t care. This is a song designed to make even the most hardened of Vans-wearing internet snobs. It is relentlessly uplifting, kind of like how one imagines DFA1979 were at this year’s SxSW festival before all the fans broke down the fences. If I hadn’t already lost my virginity to something equally as tasteless, I would have tried to get the timing in sync with this paean to wasted youth. ‘Come and get high on the telephone’? Don’t mind if I do. ‘I want to show your mad love’? I don’t what that is, but it sounds like something I want. Anyone who’s seen Lovefoxxx on stage will know that she could sprout forth racist propaganda and everyone would still love her. She used to appear at gigs swathed entirely in balloons. If it wasn’t that, it was a bedazzled catsuit. That’s a rock and roll vixen for you.

Dedication. It’s been well-documented that I will never get over the glory years of electro, aka 2006-2008. CSS represent one of the many highs in a scene filled with such things, mostly precipitated by illicit substances but also the pure, unadulterated joy of knowing the you belong to something. You know how you go to a club now and someone plays that new Jason DeRulo joint and the kids lose it? That’s what happened with my friends and this song about five years ago, and excuse me for raining on your auto-tuned parade, but it was better damnit. Lovefoxx doesn’t even say the word ‘To’ in the chorus, so easily dispensable are words in a climate where great riffs rule the roost. This is 70s, 80s, 90s and whatever all rolled into something so delectable that the Taste Of Young Sydney boys would probably name a meal after it. You can listen to this without giving a flying fuck about who Jesse Keeler is and what year he died up there. That’s the power of good music. That’s the allure of a Brazilian band based on a random comment made by Beyonce that she was ‘tired of being sexy’. Because I’m not tired of you, CSS.

Stay with me forever.

Cansei De Ser Sexy – ‘Let’s Make Love And Listen To Death From Above’

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