Consisting of three lovely French 20-something's, lead singer Quentin Delafon, guitarist / synthesizer man Dorian Dumont and bassist Michael Szpiner, The Teenagers are a band that could have only come from Paris. Their sound is built around a backbone of golden pop melodies, with a penchant for leftfield visioning - all enveloped in a sardonic wit and lingering Sofia Coppola soft focus. They are easily one of the most intriguing and unique musical properties to tease US in 2007. While the trio left their teenage years a few years ago, adolescence is a concept that cuts to the core of the group. They're in love with the idea of the dreamy teen, inspired by sunset walks through the park, clogging up shopping malls for no good reason, holding hands, and stolen kisses in the cinema.
SEX!
LOVE!
PARTY!
VODKA!
SUMMER!
PUBERTY!
RED BULL!
HAM ROLLZ!
SWEDISH GIRLS!
Welcome to the wacktastic world of The Teenagers, where everything is e...
Marc Hogan - 21/Apr/2008
Don't wanna live in America no more Try living within the detritus of our aging teenage mass culture. In the 1950s, the Teenagers were a doo-wop grou...
Kai Jones - 18/Apr/2008
The Teenagers. Has there ever been a more evocative name for a pop band Pop music owes its success to the obsessions of teenage fanatics who after it...
Steven Hyden - 25/Mar/2008
Does knowing you're acting like a vacuous asshole
make acting like a vacuous asshole okay French-born and London-bred
electro-pop trio The Teenagers ...
Ian Watson - 22/Mar/2008
There is a black hole where this album's soul should be. An infinite, amoral void which sucks in all the intellectually bankrupt detritus of contempor...
Samuel Strang - 20/Mar/2008
Fuck Serge Gainsbourg. Plagued with moronic gurns plastered to their faces, these oiks reek of the smug idiocy behind the post-modern pop culture conu...
Caroline Sullivan - 14/Mar/2008
In theory, the Teenagers are completely wrong: three non-teenage males who revel in gratuitous swearing and lust after anything in a skirt, and have b...
Darren Carle - 13/Mar/2008
It was only a matter of time before Serge Gainsbourg’s love children started appearing from the cracks in the Parisian pavements. OK, so the link may ...