Goldfrapp - "Everything Is Never Enough" (Singles Going Steady)

Goldfrapp expertly balances crisp sound quality and computer-softened vocals for a dreamy club feel and that makes the wasteland seem like a happening place.

Adriane Pontecorvo: Wild, wild nihilism with a rush of pulsing synths and incredibly catchy dance beats. Lyrically, it’s a song that has given up on the future (“Living like there’s no tomorrow / We are here in the future past”), but melodically, it feels more like it’s simply shed its temporal and physical constraints, and is rocketing into the stars, ready to fly forever. Goldfrapp expertly balances crisp sound quality and computer-softened vocals for a dreamy club feel and that makes the wasteland seem like a happening place to be. [9/10]

Ian Rushbury: Goldfrapp have got this machine-driven dance groove thing down to a fine art. Taking you all the way back to the fabulous '80s for the analog synth backing track, Goldfrapp channels Donna Summer and Rumer and knocks another one out of the park. She manages to sound sexy, anodyne and breathy all at once. It’s lovely. [8/10]

Tristan Kneschke: For a song about the fallout of dashed hedonism, Goldfrapp’s new music video takes a decidedly minimal approach. In a desolate setting recalling Gary Numan’s “My Name Is Ruin”, Goldfrapp inverts the traditional gaze, focusing on a naked man instead of a scantily-bedecked female model. Whether in flowing silk robes or sharp, austere black, Goldfrapp, ever the fashionista, poses confidently. While our chanteuse does her best Jodorowsky impression, some of the video’s flourishes, like the naked man smashing a chair or spitting out a small green orb, come across as silly and essentially meaningless in the context of the whole affair. This year’s earlier Goldfrapp music video, “Systemagic”, is both a catchier listen and a more cohesive watch. [5/10]

William Nesbitt: This is a smooth, cool track to listen to in an upscale lounge on the Las Vegas Strip while drinking your favorite martini, but it’s energetic enough to get up and dance to after you’ve finished that martini. Nice vocals. [7/10]

John Garratt: Goldfrapp have a particular sound and style nailed down at this point, but this song finds them just using it as a foundation and nothing more. I guess the guy’s bare ass is supposed to make up for that. Well, I was in a band once where I saw the singer’s bare ass, and it didn’t make the music any better. Come to think of it, it didn’t make it worse either. [5/10]

SCORE: 6.80

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