[Objektivity]

The Martinez Brothers are best known because they’re not yet old enough to hear their own music in a club. The gimmick is an easy sell — most recently as a New York Times profile in which the Grey Lady traded a little objectivity for a lot of Objektivity. Heralded as “the future of dance music,” it’s no small miracle there hasn’t been more backlash against the Brothers Martinez, given how little they’ve actually released. But while it’s easy to hold that against them, it’s hard to argue against quality control. Still, we’ve waited two years for the next track after the duo’s epic “My Rendition,” and dance music has a notoriously short memory.

“Debbie Downer” feels both earned and like a finely-tuned follow-up. In collaboration with Argy, TMB have crafted another anthem of a track, with splattering drums held together by just enough gristle. “Debbie Downer” is as deliberate as it is large, with drums slowly folding into more efficient shapes and eventually into the releases of shrieking keyboards. Sometimes the effect is too deliberate, with the sprays of white noise sounding a bit knee-jerk. But there’s little to complain about with “Debbie Downer” outside of the title’s nod to Saturday Night Live; the track is packed with great moments. Maybe my favorite is how the vocal sample of “don’t you care for me” is less of a confrontation than a sigh. On the backside, “Where’s Mr. Brown” tempers the grandeur but not the size. The track leans on heavy doses of reverb and sprinkled melodies, and ends up sounding pleasant if unremarkable — which leaves a decent batting ratio for a follow-up. If the Martinez Brothers are still the future of dance music, could someone tell the future to hurry up?