Right? How perilously modern it is to not like Pink Floyd. What a puss.

Here's the thing: Animals ain't the greatest, yet it's the one I find myself listening to the most often here in my moderately-over-but-still-think-they're-pretty-awesome Pink Floyd days. Go forth and figure.

I was on the fence about Hot Chip until they completely converted me via super rock live show (an afternoon set at a small festival, no less)…which is about as hard to rock as they come. Since then I've realized their brilliance in recorded form. Recognize.