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London's Klaxons, though they may not agree or indeed welcome the term, hitched their wagon to one of the most ephemeral musical trends post-millennium, Nu Rave. Adorned with grossly obese electro-spasms, E-number detonations and proto-dubstep frenzies, 2006-ish was the halcyon year for the style, before it passed the baton off to whatever flash in the pan came next. Klaxons, unlike Hadouken!, soldiered away in an attempt to strike forth on their own terms and shimmy off their death sentence label.

On new record Love Frequency, the band's first since 2010's Surfing The Void, proceedings have an air of familiarity and freshness simultaneously. There's less 'uhn-tiss' aspects, but their synth-led rock confab lingers. They stray into Friendly Fires territory with 'Invisible Forces', wielding piano from Bloc Party's 'Once More Chance' and a cock-rock axe solo. 'The Dreamers' is a tad wet, which aside from a nifty kick beat and some early '90s psych-house elements, feels phoned in, and probably not the intense Horrors-y thing they were aiming at.

With producers like James Murphy and The Chemical Brothers, you'd expect this album to deviate more obviously from what Klaxons have offered before. 'Atom To Atom' shows genuine growth, with the pitch-shifting vox and harmonic ruffling resembling some of Crystal Castles' less bristly moments, but on the whole, it feels like this is an album we've heard before.

In all fairness, they rise well above mediocrity in certain areas. The beats are roided-bicep powerful, basslines wonktacular and hooks sharpened; they want you to dance, and dance you shall, all the way until your feet bleed and you're bawling on the dancefloor. Make no mistake, Klaxons can ignite a party like few others can – tracks like 'There Is No Other Time' proves that – and even though they're a bit out of their depth in the current musical climate, they can still churn out massive noise that's 10x better than chart drivel, with more guts, heart and rhythm than you can shake a Miley Cyrus at.

They've made a set of hits that'll have a special place in indie-disco DJ sets, and tracks like 'Golden Skans' and 'Gravity's Rainbow' will remain immortal there, in a weird kind of Valhalla. Shrugging off your USP is a gamble, one that Klaxons haven't opted for on Love Frequency, which is fair enough – why chance nosediving into oblivion? They've updated themselves as far as the confines and hallmarks will allow them to, which has unfortunately landed them into the intersection where Skrillex's bro-step meets clean-cut Bombay Bicycle Club indie-pop, causing a kind of rock-step jamboree where pillheads lurk in droves. If you live by the doctrines of Prodigy, or still pine after Pendulum, Klaxons' new LP will be right up your alley.

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