Derrick Carter is a genius-no, the master-of Chicago house, so it hurts when he makes a commercial-sounding album. We want to like Poverty Deluxe, so we listen hard for his signature edge, waiting for syncopated beats to go on an acid flashback (“My Tiger is Satiated”), and Starship Troopers to wrest control of the bongo drums with their rayguns (“The Stalker”). But we can’t shake the feeling that the best part of this LP is the Eddie Murphy sample in the opening track. Go listen to Squaredancing in a Roundhouse, and pretend this never happened.