I suppose it's funny if they're doing it ironically. If not, then not so much. Here's the review of Air's new one, if you can bear it:
A half-decade of Balearic/glo-fi/'lude-house has since refined that mellow aesthetic to the point where taste-conscious end-runs around potential irony have become increasingly unnecessary. But while that refinement applied readily to the subtle songcraft of Talkie Walkie and Pocket Symphony, both of which provided ample evidence of Air's vintage pop smarts, they've somehow stumbled their way into a pit of lite-FM treacle on their new album.
In other news, Built to Spill may have finally found their stride again.