Album: George Pringle, Salon des Refusés (Deth To Fals Metal Records)

Concerns that 2009's electro-pop resurgence has nowhere left to run are partially allayed by this self-styled "diseuse" – a monologue performer, for the uninitiated.

With her haughty vowels, GarageBand beats, and references to Fellini, Pringle may reek of art-school poseurdom, but what a fine poseur she is. Ambient beat-poems such as "Carte Postale" blend confessionalism with self-parody while the album's more obvious songs exert a dancefloor pull even as they revel in their own abject tinniness.