Share on Facebook Share on Twitter Share on Google+ Share on Reddit Share on Pinterest Share on Linkedin Share on Tumblr In 2012 Thibaut Berland released By Your Side, his first album as Breakbot. It was easy as summer, full of long, lazy relaxations punctuated by highlights to keep listeners interested. But like summer, it lasted just a hair too long, seemed a bit too repetitive and by the time it was over, the fall was welcome. Some years have passed and when Breakbot announced his newest album, Still Waters, nostalgia for summer overwhelmed us once again. “Back for More,” the album opener, blasts through our speakers, unabashedly uncomplicated. It’s refreshing enough to overpower any February cold. If you keep listening, however, you’ll remember that a good summer offers more than relaxation. Almost two-and-a-half long minutes pass before the vocals enter the song. A male and female duo trade lines about keeping us “coming back for more.” You may begin to wonder if this this summer is your last. The music here is neither bad nor good. “2Good4Me” continues Berland’s signature nondescript, French electro-pop with all the trappings we’ve come to expect from Breakbot. A deep rubbery bass underscores shimmery synth melodies and hyper relaxed guest vocals from various Berland recruits. Ditto for the track, “Arrested,” it’s differentiated only by the added presence of female lead vocals. The issue is this: three tracks in and we’re already falling into patterns. By the time the fourth and fifth tracks play, they’re hard to notice. The album passes all around us, and even though we’re dancing, anything could be playing. I hoped for a hit to break us out of the stupor. Maybe “Man Without Shadow,” which reunites Berland with Irfane, who contributed much of the vocals to Still Waters and sang on Breakbot’s previous hit, “Baby I’m Yours,” one of the young decade’s top five pop songs. I went into it with high hopes but the song was (sigh) disappointing. When we reach a song excitingly titled “Wet Dream,” it turns out to be over-dubbed heavy breathing. Its noises don’t fully hide the unremarkable, electronic easy listening at its core. The track sounds like Ratatat with a sex joke. The album ends, but it could be the beginning for all we know. The final song is “Still Waters.” I wanted an exclamation mark at the end but the whole album is comma after comma, and the sentence never finishes. A conclusion is never reached. Stills Waters is compelling, but only for a time. Here’s my advice: Wait until June. Light up the barbecue. Close your eyes and go to sleep.