Stereolab have built a towering canon by cleverly synthesizing their members' impeccable, eclectic musical tastes. Their sophisticated bricolage of elements—krautrock's motorik grooves, Can and the Velvet Underground's droning keyboards and chugging guitars, dulcet vocals somewhere between Françoise Hardy and Astrud Gilberto, analog-synth fuckery à la Silver Apples and the BBC Radiophonic Workshop, suave appropriation of loungey smoothness—coalesces into bewitching songs that age well. by Dave Segal