Friday, December 26, 2008

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Krystle Warren is top

Faut que je vous parle de mon dernier coup de coeur. Là vous vous dites "naaaannn elle va encore nous les casser avec ses gothiques londoniens". Eh ben même pas, bande de rats.
Je n'ai pas l'habitude d'aller fricoter du côté des artistes "vibes" parce qu'à l'origine, c'est pas trop ma came. Mais vendredi j'avais pas de plan soirée et que des potes en vacances alors je me suis motivée pour le concert de Krystle Warren à la Maroquinerie, l'ouïe tout à fait disponible, et je ne l'ai pas regretté.
La frêle new-yorkaise à casquette nous a servi une entrée en scène a capella des plus impressionnantes, avant l'arrivée de super groovy musicians. Vocally, Krystle is a strange bird, somewhere between Tracy Chapman and Jeff Buckley: a perfect androgyny service compositions sciantes narrowly to me off the lid and put a tear in his eye in less time that it takes me to finish my glass. And I'm fast. Each piece left me breathless because I held my breath until the last note. I did not take his eyes see except for the head than did the people around me while they were all bland smile, clap their hands, and so happy it was touching.

EP "The Up Series" available.
Album "Circles" en février 2009 (Because Music)
myspace.com/krystlewarren

Candy.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

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An anecdote from one day to the con.


Un jour de travail parmi tant d'autres. Un pause cigarette pour évacuer la pression, pour contempler les néons de la fête foraine du Champs de Mars qui se la jouent "Las Vegas" en faisant clignoter des mots comme : SLALOM ou MOVE IN TOP.

Et soudain, la voix homme d'une soixantaine d'années me surprend dans ma rêverie... Je me retourne. Il tient entre ses mains un renard orange fluo en pneumatique gonflable. Je hausse les sourcils et il me lance "C'est pour effrayer les poules, j'vais go with it in the library to scare idiots, they will not understand, eh? [... ], "He said with a smile. I took a few steps back, and comes as it emerged in the Champs Libres. The glass doors are closed behind him and he disappears into the crowd ... In the distance I hear cries mode wah people intoxicated by the roller coaster. The true antidote to a Tuesday evening emphasized the word BOREDOM.

Mademoiselle Riposte!

Friday, December 12, 2008

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On 21 November 1929 at Rennes, a big mess LO_FI come straight from Brooklyn moved. From the first four bars, Team Robespierre overturned the crowd during the singer in every sense - as the Devil Taz Tazmanie - to cross the sound barrier. All notes collide, the public never know what to do. The concert takes place as a big stream of air, marching songs at the speed of light: it's not punk, it's not electro, but it looks like ... Molotov is the ideal.
One thing that hardly explained and deserves to be lived ...

Mademoiselle Riposte!

Monday, December 8, 2008

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"Chupa-Chups."

Friday in Domaci with Maths Class, I attempted a debriefing on their concert the day before. Rinsed with red wine, Alex and Mike for me to bite my book release three mots et un peu de ketchup, et entreprennent de postillonner des frites sur la journaliste de Clash Magazine venue les interviewer.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

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Mo (rn) ern?

Être "la caution jeune" n'est pas mon dada. Le graphisme caca, ils comprennent pas. Le chauve et l'autre avec la paire de lunettes qui te graissent la patte un jour, se foutent de ta tronche le suivant. Enfin bon, moi ça me fait marrer... Finalement, je suis ravie qu'ils n'aiment pas et je n'ai aucune envie de me vendre. La pression de l'opinion publique des grandes personnes ne me regarde pas.

Dans ce festival, j'ai apprécié The Death Set, et découvert un autre monde en interview avec Johnny Siera. (à paraître). J'ai trouvé Math Class assez fantastisque. J'ai réussi à apprécier l'électro. J'ai adoré les Bars en Trans, ce coté village rock, bien loin des paillettes du parc expo... De (re)voir avec toujours autant de plaisir : Billy Bullock and the Broken Teeth, Sheraff, Molly's, Dogkennel Hill ...

Mais au final. Entre les navettes qui n'arriveront plus à République... les gens piétinés... et la viande soule agressive... les Trans-Musicales qui me faisaient tant rêver ado m'ont laissé un goût amer.

J'ai couru, couru, couru et été déçue.

Une jeune conne moderne,

Mademoiselle Riposte!

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Professor Murder n'en n'ont rien à faire des guitares. Issus de New-York, ce quatuor mixe les synthétiseurs avec habilité à des sections rythmiques démentes, ça pourrait rappeller un peu le post-punk dans le processus mais il y a un attrait débilement "dance" dans tout ça.
Le nom vient d'une petite marionnette issue de l'émission télé "Mr Show" sur HBO's au début des 90's. Elle avait pour but de moquer d'un rappeur de type "East Coast" qui s'affrontait éternellement l'autre fraggle branchée "West Coast". Alors comprenez donc que Professor Murder c'est un peu la science de l'esthétisme poop where Barbie gets screwed in her pumpkin coach became piqued Cinderella. Musically is the kind of heavy bass but contends that dippy hollering hysterically for the synthetic Champion wins the race to be the first to take the sound barrier in the face, and there: it makes "boom" (as concord).


Mademoiselle Riposte!

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With her dark eyes and his look fragile Françoiz Breut, the muse of nantais Dominique A, fait son retour sur la scène des Bars en Trans. Perdue de vue depuis 2005, elle revient avec un nouvel album intitulé "À l'aveuglette".

Bien que je n'aime pas - voire même déteste - la chanson française d'aujourd'hui et ses artistes fredonnant d'une voix morne le quotidien des bobos, Françoiz Breut ce n'est pas ça. C'est de l'anti-poésie sur de la pop en français de caractère. A l'écoute de ses albums, on se peut se retrouver propulsé dans des paysages urbains, des zones industrielles en jachères, des appartements abandonnés...
Françoiz Breut, c'est une ancienne des Beaux-Arts et elle est aussi l'illustratrice de livres pour enfants and album covers like the folk band from St Nazaire Tazio & Boy.
The voice of Twenty-Two Bar made its way since then and it is to (re) discovered at La Maison du Champ de Mars, Friday, December 5.


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Creature members have tunes hidden children of the Divine, the transvestite polystyrene with John Waters. If the public were given a scratch card to see their concert in "Odorama", it would be the perfume in Pimkie, sweating, cheap champagne, and smell of a carnival.
Their slogan is "Putting the F Back Into Punk!", Subtitled a "imagine the hottest girl you know in a glittering gold bikini sipping a glass of champagne and flipping all over itself ".
They claim a dance-rock attitude, energetic and produce music with a rhythmic chant sometimes hip-hop. This mixture of bad-taste, leopard dresses (for girls), leather hats (for boys) on a background of disco rock n roll you remember the days of B-52's, Cindy Lauper and Blondie of course.
Speaking of Blondie, and especially the singer, Debbie Harry came to a concert Creature. At the end of the concert she came banging on the shoulder of one member and said "Hi Cowbella, my name is Debbie. It's a great show, I really love what you do. You really good stuff comes to town. I wish you the best. " Dear
festival, so follow this advice and go for good old Deborah see Creature, this Friday, December 5 at Hall 9, from 21H.


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in the family "Jacky" je demande "la fille".
MISS PLATNUM, c'est qui elle?
N'ayez pas peur, braves gens, il n'est pas question de l'élection de la reine de beauté "option banquette arrière" du grand complexe nocturne local.
Dans la lignée des "fat" qui s'assument comme Beth Dito, la roumaine Miss Platnum - de son vrai nom Ruth Maria Renner - fait bouger les berlinois du popotin sur du Rn'B brillant et délicieux. L'attitude "Bling Bling" est revisitée en mode Kraut, ici on repeint les choux et les mercedes en rose et on hurle "giveeee meeee sooooommeeee fooood". Pour les anorexiques du premier rang, ça va être dur mais sachez que le chanteur allemand Pete Fox à fondu pour the miss. Together, they recorded the single "Come marry me", the clip is hilarious parody in the style of bling marshmallow and codes of pseudo-romanticism that would escape the other Rihanna and Eva Longoria in the making. Miss Platnum
: that's the girl and true! Wesh big!

Friday, December 5, Hall 9, 22:30

Mademoiselle Riposte!

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In math, the Nerds making their budding sense on the Texas Instruments calculators were not invented Math-rock music, much less the wire to cut their hair butter . But in brief
is their problem!
Influenced by the repetitive music and other delicacies such as minimum telegram style, these five guys from Brighton (UK) give nice sketches made of synthetic melodies and melodic guitars. Each note is a particle that could be in a childlike imagination a cloud, a star, a drop of water but of course this idyllic landscape can sometimes be disturbed by a large machine that produces an unidentifiable noise and cries, and it called a concert when we come back to earth. For
should not kid ourselves, there are big pieces of (post) punk in Math Class, incisive guitars that could decide the public would like a jig saw. A micro-phone which causes dissonance for the misfortune of your ears darling. A bass sound from a chemotherapy that transforms music incurable disease that can cause fever in the public or vomiting, as desired.

Hall 3 - 0h 30 - Thursday, December 4.

Mademoiselle Riposte!

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The Death Set

How to present one of the most anticipated of the festival? From Batimore, the United States and friends of Dan Deacon and Team Robespierre are DIY fans and enjoy playing around with a cellar to a big stage. They like to return any each of their performances, not caring of the border between the audience and the stage. Moreover, as they specify, each member of the group practice in most of its instrument of irresponsibility. Musically, it would resemble a sort of collage made up of a certain galaxy synths, guitars stitched to COREUX, screams and voice samples pitted right-left. On the EP "To", you feel this sense of urgency and violence, particularly if this energy that makes you want to send you into the air to make a big "fuck" to life or run in every sense in taking you for a super-hero. So, put your sneaker ressort et va mouiller ton T-shirt (ou ta culotte) sur The Death Set mais fais gaffe quand-même à ne pas y laisser ta peau, OK?

Jeudi 4 décembre - Hall 4 - 23H45

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Mustang


Ces trois gars pourraient faire partie de la bande de potes du personnage Lucien illustré par Frank Margerin dans les 80's. Leur section photo sur myspace pourait-être un story board d'un film de mauvais garçons, look high school, guitare demi-caisse, et ducktail gominée en prime. Mustang cumule tous les clichés rockabilly qui sont si agréables à retrouver de nos jours puisque bon James Dean, Elvis et cie, c'est comme Capri, c'est fini depuis longtemps.
Moreover, they claim to be the group that idols listen to heaven but remain in France. When I hear the song "Mama Dearest," it reminds me of Johnny Hallyday first period with her hit "Since qu'ma kid." "Back forward" or "I'm bored" is the next "black jacket", the era of ephemeral groups.

Place - Bars en Trans

Saturday, December 6, 2008

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THE THREE GRACES

Corps Mince de Françoise "We loved playing Transmusicales. The audience was this super, super excited. It's really nice to play when you feel encouraged as this! Thanks à vous!"

par RollK!

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The Trans

Personne n'a capté notre revival sous forme de webzine. Ok l'année dernière on avait fait fort: trois nuits blanches, des litres de café et de bière (oui oui en alternance). Cette année on n'avait ni le temps ni les moyens de refaire le périple du numéro par jour de festival- dont les articles, si vous vous en souvenez bien, étaient écris au jour le jour! Donc voilà il va falloir vous y habituer les cocos.
Trêve de plaisanterie, parlons du festival. Pour faire bref, tout se passe pour le mieux dans le petit monde du parc expo. Les Trans ont une fois encore réussit à nous transporter in a musical paradise that nobody wants to go out. that's the nostalgic passage of the article. And yes we are already the third day of the festival and it makes me sad. Doing a festival I mean as a festival-is perhaps one of the hardest things we have to do on earth. We must immerse themselves very quickly in a strange world where it is normal to enter marks in the toilet, which make up an after 14h is Benin, where and cans with groups is the most natural thing in the world. So yes frankly after all these things and many others-for two days, there was none, but then no desire to take the train to Paris. Paris becomes null and boring. Reindeer find his image as we love rock'n'roll. All this talk to say that doing a festival is something emotionally destructive. It should be siphoned off, or completely masochistic to embark on an adventure so short and intense to finish on a Sunday afternoon in bed with a bowl of cereal and slippers on his feet. I know, a festival is primarily a time of relaxation and bursts. But I wanted to remind everyone that the fart like "yeah the festi likeable, well not enough to make a cheese either." or worse "oula already this time, I'm going back to the hotel me eh, plus it's cold here "should not forget to say" thank you ".
by RollK!

Friday, December 5, 2008

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Guess what

I said stupid things about Iglu & Hartly. It's not easy to write about a group that you've never seen in full physical effort, since it makes up three quarters of its identity and as long as you did not see you're not ideally placed to judge what it's worth. Because last night it was physical. I had just arrived at the Exhibition Grounds, In This City began: I ran to the scene to be as loud as possible, transported by melody and ultra-efficient when the guy threw his flow, it was the W with our fingers and waved it proudly shouting "west siiiiiiiiiiiiiide!" Because everything was there, the California sun, bronzed torsos, hip-hop and it kills just amazing chorus echoed by the crowd. We all like jumpi Pequenos the first concert of their lives. I had not hung up on other songs before, except that they were all amazing live, and all had a fucking tubesque potential. I spoke with Andy Maths Class, who passionately hate: it's called a hit machine, he finds it too easy, you're forced to love a group like that, because its taste is nothing complicated, it is now, that you do not need ears to enjoy ultra-Wise Iglu & Hartly. Well just me that's what I like about this group. it feels good to kiffer a piece within seconds without you dig to locate the neurons affiliations crooked with a particular thing obscure 80s. It's cool to find that it's a little red hot anyway, and that flow to the Beastie Boys it tears. You leave the concert and you're delighted. You're broke, you're shaking your brushing your little ass and tell yourself that these trans they start well.

Candy.

Thursday, December 4, 2008

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Well, if you seek me know Friday night between 1:15 ET 3:10 am I in the middle of Hall 9 in the process of clubbing like crazy, completely transcended by the sets of Sebastian and The Shoes. And you'd better bring as bunch of crazy, because they are two killings inevitable. And do not make me instantly of "we reserve for Saturday" oh no, but it goes two minutes. One is to cross there, not Club Med Ouarzazate and tomorrow we get up at 5am not to climb a wall. At 5 pm we made an after, yes.

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Iglu & Hartly

I'm really embarrassed about this group because I am still in confusion about them. Views like that they look like a bunch of surfers loudmouth punk, the kind that struts around shirtless, pecs in front, molded in a futal fluorescent pink or shorts. Musically it can curl the indigestible. Their album "& Then Boom 'was sometimes criticized badly but who cares. It's pure West Coast strain, a Californian rock pretty traumatic dive-80s wickedly cheesy synthesizers and rapped parts. And then there's this song that played on the radio, "In This City" when I heard him wake up the other day I felt really good. The kind of tube where do you get the words in ten seconds and you will sing, pulling your tights. And this chorus is not looking too sublime, it reminded me of Simple Plan, which is not necessarily a flaw in itself. Finally, I can not wait to see Thursday night, just for the jacket of the singer Bon Jovi. So it seems it is because the public loves more than himself. Do not be fooled, these guys are full of irony, despite the potential white trash that I find them. Say it is not really the kind of guys with whom I want to party: I can easily imagine a girl vomit after groped heavily. But go see them, obviously it's worth the detour, then it will be at least funny.

Iglu & Hartly - Friday, December 5, 22h45/23h45, Hall 3.

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EBONY BONES


This girl I imagine well disguised in pineapple. Direct. Ebony Bones is a fantastic character to the exotic ultra-exciting, a doll capable of aphrodisiac bomblets mixing hip-hop, electronica, post-punk and all ... Obviously we're going to see her think of MIA or Santogold because it's the same kind of sour nénette but ultimately it is much more punk and crossed that these two met. And there is more in the vein of Liquid Liquid done. "We know all about U-tube or in-loop-on-the-bands-English is so hot and carnival with afrobeat percussion that even the softest of the butt will not need to put a stamp in the belly to want to shake their abductors.

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Wednesday, December 3, 2008

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Sister

Friday. The City. 18h15-19h

Gemma Banks has a voice as amazing as her hair. She sings like a rocker flayed alive who has seen the green and not ripe. Texas version of a short side 08. Even crows black hair, even quickdraw androgynous, even love of the guitar and simple components and square. This is the kind of girl who can not be hypnotic detach our gaze, and gives all its strength and will to the group-even if the musicians are all very good. It reminds me of Nico at the time the Velvet: delicate keyboard, guitar work, drums in the background, unobtrusive bass, and singer with a semi-serious voice. Gemma awakens the soul rocker who lives in all of us. However, rock often nag and macho rock Sister prefer tasty, sweet, spiritual, transcendent supported by a keyboard and unreal (a bit like Arcade Fire). It is not- or more-to say "I have a cowboy, I drink beer, and I love the guitar." pout be classified as "rock'n'roll". The rock is much more than that. And that Sister has understood.

http://www.myspace.com/sistermusic

by RollK!

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Thursday. Hall 3. 9:10 p.m.-22h

He took punk, garage rock, new wave, violence, creativity. He stirs and tossed for ten years. He ended up leaving the oven pieces that are still hot for years after their composition. Jay Reatard has something magical. It wakes the dead updates the previous years. Past, present and future are irrelevant for this songwriter. All that matters is its delicious cakes, tasty dishes he prepares from a secret recipe, that I intend to elicit in the Trans. Meanwhile, I enjoyed each of his songs like so many compositions in the tradition of the 70s, but still manage to detach with this secret ingredient that ensures originality.

http://www.myspace.com/jayreatard

by RollK!