Ame, je t’aime. Thanks for sticking to what you do best-electro-fied house deepness with more than a nod to Metro Area-and not following the current trend for albums to sound like eclectic DJ sets. Your deliberate builds, non-kitschy hand claps and subtle dashes of dub stylings are the stuff of early morning warehouse bliss, when only the dancers remain. Your murky mood on “Ojomo” may stall a bit, but the sexy chug of “Hydrolic Dog” and the restrained piano stabs on “Shiro” are tr»s magnifique. Two Germans with a French name, lovers of West End Records and Weather Report-whatever your contradictions, merci beaucoup for leaving them out of this stunningly straightforward album.