M83 create not just a wall of sound, but a whole new world—one where the line between man and cyborg is infinitely blurred. On their second album, the French group welcome us with softly chirping birds before limitless layers of buzzing synths and warped guitars flood the scene. Vocals are manipulated, buried, and scattered throughout; what sounds like sweet female cooing on "0078H" may just be a keyboard effect. Organ-like drones pierce "In Church," lifting us further away from Earth, while "Noise" takes the eardrum-damaging dissonance of My Bloody Valentine to even greater blissed-out heights.