Chromeo's last album, 2007's Fancy Footwork, was an unlikely grower. Slavish in its idolatry of 80s funk-pop, it was both spectacularly garish and fiendishly clever, rebooting the most revived and reviled arena of pop with love. Were Montrealers Dave 1 and P-Thugg kidding? It seems not. Their third outing refines the Chromeo formula, deploying Thriller-era keyboards and other outmoded gadgetry on songs that never cease to nag. "J'ai claqué la porte" even finds them singing in French, like Hot Chip on a cultural exchange.