Label: Young Turks
The xx's debut conveyed staying curled up under the duvet on a cold morning, holding the world at bay with feathers and heavy lids. Here, it sounds like the band is loath to let bare feet hit the cold floor. Bad news for listeners hoping to hear more of the bewitching beats of Jamie xx's solo productions, perhaps, but a boon for fans content to wrap themselves up in Romy Madley and Oliver Sim's hushed vocal interplay and spare bass-and-guitar arrangements, all tidy as a cat's cradle. Their voices are fuller this time out, and the drums a smidgen louder -- like pebbles dropped into pillows.