It is the antipode to last year's unavoidable summer hit, Peter, Björn and John's "Young Folks," wherein all anxieties about a blissless future are stemmed by the good, clean fun of talking all night. The insistent, mechanical beat of "All My Friends"—and the implication that those friends are elsewhere, waiting—reminds us that this is impossible. [slate]
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