This is partly due to the sequencing: one minute you're cartwheeling through delightfully ramshackle house ("T'es Un Pute"), the next you're curling a lip to the snarling techno of "I Want You," and the sudden switch can be a little jarring. Then there's the sampling—at times it segues nicely into the next track (see the fruity French phone call of the aforementioned 'T'es Un Pute"), at others it's naff or just plain lazy and spoils an otherwise great track (e.g. the Denzel Washington passage from American Gangster which opens the brutalist technoid stomps of "Somebody"). Maybe this is the sound of a producer caught in two minds, exploring new, floor-focussed territory while not wanting to wholly write off his past.
You could argue that Trus'me is a victim of his own success—just how do you improve on two widely well-received full lengths? Well, the attempted answer in this case is in the production: Treat Me Right is stuffed with delicious analogue lines, mad machines and contrasting surfaces. The bleepy, ravey kinetics of "It's Slow" or the thick and imposing melancholia of "Moonlight Kiss" are prime examples, but the album's real standout is final track "Long Distance." It's a stripped back, lazy but heavyweight stepper à la ASC, doused in blissfully cinematic synths, with dreamlike vocals and drifting horns. More like this would be an interesting prospect indeed. While this particular full-length experiment might have been better served across a couple of EPs, you can't fault the man for stepping outside his comfort zone.