This entirely original and strange record ultimately seduces with a quirky grace. Where does one begin to describe what's contained within Chrominance Decoder? A melange of '60s girl pop, Yé Yé, garage rock, Beach Boys harmonies, Gainsbourgian crooning, spy-movie soundtracks, cheezy jazz, Japanese "idoru" preening, trip-hop grooves, Lolitaesque come-ons, loungy dithers, and cartoon ditties--the genius behind this delicious concoction is Elinor ("April March isn't my Christian name," she coos), a California girl by way of New England who sings in both French and English with unconscious ease. Wow. --Tod Nelson
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