Marc Bianchi began his music career helping to release other people's records but thankfully he soon realised that he should be putting out his own material. Rather like a cleaner American version of Momus, Her Space Holiday concerns twisted lyrical matter dressed up as addictive electro-pop ditties. Sometimes the target of his cutting words could be anyone; 'Missed Medicine' criticises artists who write self-pitying lyrics ("I figured out the key to short term success. Just tell everyone you're clinically depressed.") yet - since his last album rued the loss of his grandmother and a split from a partner - the target may well be himself. In fact it's hard not to concentrate on the lyrics when Bianchi enunciates them so clearly in his songs but when he writes a killer melodic hook he could be singing about anything. A case in point is 'The Weight Of The World' which contains a fantastic mix of handclaps and what appears to be a sample from a childrens' safari-themed TV programme; hard to believe that beneath the sweetest of tunes lies a document of suicide and lack of faith in God. Meanwhile, repressed sexuality is covered in the undeniably catchy 'A Match Made In Texas'. Taken as a whole, 'The Past Presents The Future' isn't quite as consistently great as 2003's 'The Young Machines' but it reveals Bianchi as one of the most articulate voices of the electronic generation.