Miss Kittin: Batbox

On "Grace," Kittin sings, "I hear the bass in my face." And, of course, there's lots of bass, largely serving as the anchor during the preponderance of this studio set. Marked by pulsating rock beats, spooky synth choruses, handclaps and other components, she also constructs a turbo-mode club music mindset, although many of these works should appeal to ardent fans of Euro-electronica.

Ultimately, Miss Kittin looms as an able pop diva who transforms her art into catchy melodic hooks and chants. Moreover, she acutely morphs elements of angst with grandiose dreamscapes when not immersing her craft within booming and supercharged motifs. Otherwise, this is a sharp production and not merely an album that serves as background fodder for wild social gatherings. Sure enough, Miss Kittin's 2008 release is a multifaceted standout that beckons repeated listens.