This came out in 2000 — or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult on probation. Garbage in the chill-out room. Portishead with a martini chaser.
It’s easy to come up with cute quips to sum up the sound of this co-ed L.A. trip-hop quartet. After all, the relaxed, soothing style displayed on their self-titled debut full-length — some after-hours drum ‘n’ bass, some laid-back Fame-style funk, a few eerie backdrops and spooky strings, a little French cartoon disco, a bit of ’60s go-go groove and the odd James Bond jam, all crowned by luxuriously decadent diva vocals — is quite easy to fall in love with. What’s tougher is coming up with a reason to get up and change CDs. But then, who doesn’t crave a life of leisure?
