Who would have thought a novelist album could be any good? One thing's for sure, Michel Houellebecq (The Elementary Particles, Platform, The Possibility Of An Island) is no singer. He doesn't pretend to be one either which is a good thing as his speaking voice works just fine. Musics and arrangements here were skillfully crafted by none other than Bertrand Burgalat (Alain Chamfort, Pizzicato Five, Dominique Dalcan, Jad Wio, Einstürzende Neubauten, Ollano, Laibach, Katerine, Valérie Lemercier, Mick Harvey, April March, Supergrass, etc.) for his own label, Tricatel. The music is a tasty mix of lounge and psychedelia with a pop twist which creates the perfect background for Houellebecq's voice and lyrics. I've had this album since it came out and still play it once in a while which doesn't happen to me quite that often. Yeah, it's as good as it is. Be curious, try it.
1. Présence Humaine
2. Séjour-Club
3. Paris-Dourdan
4. Playa Blanca
5. Les Pics De Pollution
6. On Se Reveillait Tôt
7. Plein Eté
8. Célibataires
9. Crépuscule
10. Derniers Temps
2 comments:
The file is zero lenght :-(
Ok, don't take into account my preceding comment, I see it
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