Vladislav Delay might have chosen a better name for his highly anticipated third LP, but either way the result isn't as ferociously beautiful as his previous body of work. Tough-customer fans spoiled by the aquatic shimmer of his micro-tech artistry will be disappointed with this record's glacial momentum. Like Vocalcity and The Present Lover chopped, screwed, and suspended in space, nothing here sounds vital, though "Really Don't Mind" might in the club. Vocalist Johanna Iivanainen is more disembodied than ever, and any lyrical resonance is buried within Delay's programming. He remains a master sound architect, so here's hoping Paper Tigers is a blueprint for what's next.