Parov Stelar, Shine

1 / 5 stars
1 star (Etage Noir)
It's official: there are now too many DJs. It's not just that in the future, everyone will get their own 15-minute set. (You can already do that at Jamie Renton's Sound of the World Relay.) Very soon, the number of DJs will outstrip the number of clubbers, leading to a highly unstable DJ Event Horizon, beyond which they disappear into the black remix of space, never to return.

When this happens, nobody will miss Parov Stelar, the wonderfully naff nom de disque of Marcus Füreder, an Austrian DJ of no fixed style. He makes speaker-fodder you can imagine being annoyingly quiet or irritatingly loud at your local bar. Gabriella Hänninen's rasping, sub-Winehousian vocals grate on Charleston Butterfly, which aspires to Nicolas Repac without the latter's flair or humour. Love is a thin homage to Moby's blues-sampling, and several tracks are overly infatuated with Mr Scruff's Moondog-infected Get a Move On. Dire.