Formed: In Paris, in the mid-aughts.
Sounds like: Skrillex and Freddie Mercury roughed up Daft Punk in an alley behind the duo’s stadium show and donned the famous robo outfits themselves.
For fans of: Daft Punk, Simian Mobile Disco, MSTRKRFT.
Latest release: Last fall’s Audio, Video, Disco, on which the terrible twosome, having thoroughly pillaged the discothèque, turned to the arena, plundering from prog and metal to maraud in an invigorating, more rock-influenced direction.
Why you care: Distant fathers, low self-esteem, masculine insecurities: Justice’s music is so relentlessly big and cocky, one can’t help but feel it’s somehow compensatory, like an ostentatious sports car. (And that’s leaving to the analysts the grandiose name and the group’s symbol—a blocky, assertively three-dimensional cross. Christ.) Since crashing the electronic-dance-music party in 2007 with †, the French producer duo has been derided by EDM snoots for its midrange mixing and overall lack of subtlety. The haters are right and wrong: Justice’s creole of disco, house and hard rock is anything but nuanced—and it’s great fun.