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The unfamiliar life with other children is wonderful, it almost takes out of your head, the silence of automatic checkouts in grocery stores." "With the punishment of their magical talent, pickles may well make an old man's voice as tender as the city sludge." Music critic Androïd Aquila ran in Amiens for seven years. What experience has he had in this country? Who accompanied him to avoid as much as possible the fear of the canals, the terror of the hills? These children had wits to hear neglect and ears to understand inaction. A large number of mouths for drinking and singing. "Their music releases pressure drops and predicts even greater possibilities." Aquila took them seriously, even when they formed groups with some crazy names, Sniff Nasal, Coto Vêlage and especially Le Donneur. But soon, the vague judgments of Aquila escalated into an active protest. "Hope is the key to action, not flying high, not the void, not alone. I hear a broken voice - it's mine! - I hear laughter." The children weren't listening to him anymore. Living music, as a whole, sometimes hides behind dirty old planes. A captain is called into the arms of a soldier and the two have to sit happily on the dance floor, shoes are hidden in the trash. Instead of competing, we do things. Before being recycled, Androïd Aquila wrote: "With so many resources and projects, Les Problèmes Urbains, Terrine's latest album, is certainly one of the most demanding (comical) in the world.
- Laetitia Paviani

I am sitting in a room crying over an episode of Les Shadoks. A machine springs out of the TV and wipes the tears away to the sound of Sweet Exorcist's Test Four. All my friends hate Autechre and I am lauging in a room.
- Guy Mercier

Out June 30th 2021 on Bruit Direct Disques and Tanzprocesz

Terrine - Djmeat

The Submissives, best Montreal girl band ever, scrape up the Shaggs-esque rock stumble, swooping viola, and behind-the-beat bash, staring a hole through the floor/your head.
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The Submissives - Sweetly

The third full-length from Kentuckiana studio chiselers EQUIPMENT POINTED ANKH - was recorded on the Windy upper end of I-65 and fortuitously blown back home to their port town hamlet in an effort to take full advantage of Morricone's Peavey Rage.
Seven (eight?) tracks of Great Lake inspired genre transgressions as filtered through the muddy minds of Ohio Riverpeople! Instrumentation within this program includes (but is not limited to): drums, pianos, plastic clarinets, 16 string guitars, sliced up youtube clips, sounds of people walking made by expensive microphones, the keyboard from "Superstitious," a landline telephone and vigorous employment of The Satanizer.
"Porcelain... ceramic... copper... brass... I'm thinking of something else" ponders EPA newcomer Jenny Rose, pulling back for a wide angle meditation on art, life, and the rental biz. Her ruminations are fleeting, however, as the Ankh train soon departs for further deviations, descending blurrily through a dim forest of reverberant melodica, synths-of-paradise and bowed chimes-of-underworld... until - at last! - our protagonists are swallowed whole, as one, in flame, by a pulsing pink horizon.
Recorded at Electrical Audio in Chicago, IL and End of an Ear in Louisville, KY - Fall of 2021. Engineered & Mixed by Taylor Hales at Electrical Audio. Produced by The Barney Rubble Trio. Mastered by Seth Manchester at Machines With Magnets in Providence, RI.
Art by Bill Nace in Philadelphia, PA. Deity defying screen print by Dan Davis at Kin Ship Goods. Pressed by Polish folk in December of 2022. To be released shortly hereafter by Bruit Direct Disques in Paris, FR.
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This record needs ,or is pleading to have a FAC/tory catalogue number, but for an “actual”? factory state-of -mind ;-documentation for the disenfranchised and exiled snot !;-the love herein is turned fumescent and gluey NUSIDM (THE Australian Glen Schenau) has “de” and “re”-constructed a cell dwelling paradigm to his desire, or for it? Where whatever’s “ugly”? And squalid is honorable or not at all .
The artist, hard to believe, means to communicate through his incarceration, self -imposed but needing people “still” and needling away from people. Society .Community. Ptoooey,,
So, here is the sore kneed agitation audio. The cranky, sullen ,broken telescopic perception.,(for your delight). Here’s a record out of it !
Here’s a record because of it !!
,,the tap ,tap,tapping Throbbing Gristle as his Sam Cooke,coughing up hearts into his pillow, Cabaret Voltaire in times like these of strike anxiety,power outs,schematic curfews,
Can you hear !?-Through his wall
Dead c -on -45-faking Otis unplugged and dismissive of prescriptive sleep and food regimes , The most elegant ornamentation in the place is Chinese take out containers for drums ,leaving food half -eaten and ideals colder still,
Factory pharma #16
In isolation (quarantine ),the artist is many Itchy ,scrapey,picky,fidgety a neurasthenic rhythm orchestra hitting shit to establish his “voice”, corrupted and begging for translation,through crust caked sonic layers Ooze and stuck poster foliage ,
By the time he’s “understood”?
He’s enraged
Beyond “rescue “?Wronged again and flattening bugs not fast enough to scurry for cover with shoe heel percussion,
There’s anxiety in the hint taint of incoming Mass production, this after all is a small project, uncommodified Rodent protest to Romance Enjoying a bit too much the taste and texture of its own chewed up tail,
But Wait!! On occasion there’s light!!
Accessible toy flutes and whistles ,
Flare and scratch colors across the drain stained sound fields
Subliminal swathes from out of cut up ventilator shafts ,
Herald Interzone !! rooftop epiphanic -cacophonies of promise !1!
,as if Royal trux are scoring a requiem for a hasty wedding for quicker money ,
The only kindness ,..He may be gone already !?
He’s crossed out !
Abandoned himself to rumor
Of course he’s left , This before he “clocked out” as a big FACt#0 Gotta love NUSIDM ,,
- Chris Rowley (Adulkt Life, Huggy Bear)

Nusidm - Melody Moody - The Re - Incision

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Terrine/sound 
..is a salutary balancing act-convincing  to destabilise prevalent control systems ;- a proto -resistance assembly/and (meta ) language .
Organic /electronique in the guise of “techno£”?
Who for !?=the tech adventurous  surely as much as for those declaring  a tech-no-phobia /immunity/,the tech-sceptics 
((for those who desire such antiquities ?as mood ,feelings ,words!!?,worlds !!,provocations !!!,
As the agnostics will vouch techno often wont or cant supply these within the functions of the track ..
Here is terrine occulting  ,geography, journey, mapping ,infiltration .
,her strategy herein an exposure /introduction/seduction to the play and mischief  in her machinery.
Essential to playing THE MACHINE !  at its own game !

Tripping up with a hair(trigger)-pull glee ,
The insistent persuasions  to the cardio vascular, mapped and insinuated,-the CLUB HEDONISM , links to commerce, control ,rule by dulled perceptions .
(only the sweats your own )..
Terrine on this fabulous recorded document ,a la D J RUPTURE /AKA JACE CLAYTON.or the subverting absurdity of early LO RECORDINGS ARTIST RICHARD THOMAS  understands  and is compelled ,nee duty bound to construct her musics without fear .
Assured the world is already TECHNO “TM”/EDM -PLATED AMBIENT SATURATED ,syphoned and dominated by grids of numbers as money$$$£££,
Shapes as colours as delimiters of movement ,
Data -flow rush limiting access through the currency coordinated, vacuum sealed  secure hallways of THE MODERN WORLD 

These masculine encodings  insist a keep-moving conveyance 
Spend at speed wait quickly listen closely  worry instantly repeat unquestioningly,,,
Terrines liberation /mission here
,is to tilt and up end rigidity, mix and upset the colours ,discombobulate and prank the asserting rhythms ,fox security ,tease voice and trad sound recognition software’s ,shake up identity profiles !!
RUN FOR THE FUN OF IT !!
Under the barriers ,to reacquaint  within her RICKKETTY TICKETTY wind-up percussive sound world ,the quirksome,the unpredictable, goofy and disturbing to re install 
What now !?-revulsion? Wonder ,
In her wandering and meandering AIM/LESS/NESS?(opening up)??
Outside the palaces and financial institutions ,the power manifestations -they who will not negotiate ,train laser beams upon protesters ,inadmissible when court reconvenes RUN FOR THE FUN HIT FOR THE THRILL !! 
Terrines possessed !of a not so accurate accuracy /acuity
She knows what time it is .
She moreso doesn’t wish to have to know or tell ,
Her sound is off that clock,,..

(SET )FREE PIANOS PARACHUTE drop
To revive concentration flops 
Ignore the craven GRAVITY PULL OF THE COMMODITY CULTURE() VOID)
REBELLION!!/?easy to preach and shout out from behind decks with a glass in your hand ,
Terrines sound is from her and of her streets ,she arranges here ,
As tech/noid as protestors carrying banners and battered satchels full of books with dried flowers between the pages ,cheap stimulants folded into a circuit-bent compass ALLEZ ALLEZ !!
SHE DRAGS THE STICKS PAST AND ALONG RAILINGS GATHERING VOLUME  signal-to-noise alerting “like minds “ awake dreamers and even dancers !
TAKE NOTE HERE IS TECHNO HERS IS TECHNO //TECHNO IS HERS ,GALVANISE !!!

- Chris Rowley (Huggy Bear, Adulkt Life)

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Listening to Harold Melvin & The Blue Notes’ “Wake Up Everybody” I get a sudden striking flash of Michel Henritzi at work. To me Michel is first and foremost a working man, be it in Dustbreeders the Metz originating so called “noise” outfit, or in his collabs with a wide and varied range of Japanese comrades such as Tetuzi Akiyama, Fukuoka Rinji and of course Junko, always retaining his name as the anchor point of a free man. Freed from the salaried workers yoke, the worker can claim his own name, Michel Henritzi; and paint the world and its ugly oppressive separation morphing into the future of an indescribable liberation. It takes time to do so and the work unravels here over 2 full sides recorded in a live situation. Against the “abat faim” (Guy Debord in “the Encyclopedia of Nuisances”) of canned music the work of Michel Henritzi creates a lived in situation that, in praxis, embodies the grinding destruction of exploitation and the struggle against it. Michel Henritzi works as Penelope hunched over his tool, a lapsteel, protected by his workers cap which is also a military attribute. When the work is done is it now made possible to be done again, always different,, unlike mass produced commodities it is the work of a sole man working within the frame of a disjointed society, trying to weave it back together. This evolving repetition against decay reminds me in turn of “MMMM (My Metal Machine Music)” the work of another Japan enthusiast, Magic Aum Gigi, French member of Acid Mother’s Temple. Perhaps also because of both works’ inscription in the history of rebel music by their title’s reference to previous masterpieces by Lou Reed and, here, Public Image Limited, instilling their irrepressible venom in your contemporary listening experience. An intertextual dialogue is established.
But Michel Henritzi is also a writer, he is also a label owner (publishing Keiji Haino’s "C'est parfait" endoctriné tu tombes la tête la première, etc) and he is also non exhaustively described: A worker, a scholar, etc. In “Aesthetics of resistance” Peter Weiss describes artistic research in action and how it is possible (and crucial to a revolutionary mind) to revisit the great works of humanity in view of the oppression that produced them. It is my fantasy and honor to present Michel Henritzi’s work, “Flowers of romance”, as part of this rich tapestry of class struggle.

- Guy Mercier
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Lès Modernos present a psycho-geographic trip to Andalusia, a journey recomposed in a green Corolla. Mechanized and pastoral collages. Miniature songs, luminous yet just a little heavy, from the great theater of life. Car radio samples, recorded from the passenger seat of the Father's vehicle.

Al-Mutreb Abul-Loul, Big City Orchestra, Eric Copeland, Bertold Brecht, Sachiko Matsubara, Hopeton ‘Scientist’ Brown, Cabaret Voltaire (Red Mecca), a French singer, resolutely of the now  (or Jonathan Richman).

Fears greater than us, heredity, death, love, oblivion. And this fever which always consumes us.

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Brussels is a highway where rainbow-fuelled melancholia kids race its track, mountain and road bikes. Endless summers cherish the collective chosen chaos of the city; every corner displays wild micro-natures, buzzing insects, and rare weeds fourishing organically; tape hiss and AM radio compression are the soundtrack of everyday life. And hear! Originated in the Brussels DIY, indie rock and noise scene, a new kid on the block appears: Another Dancer.

They deal in utopian music - of the open, welcoming and whatsoeverish kind. It’s fresh, snotty and neurotic art-rock deeply rooted in 80s/90s DIY aesthetic. The songs on their debut album balance gently between forgotten pop hits and broken sound experiments. In their world, any shitload of weird, random, and badly synchronized sounds unveil broken-hearted pop mastery. In the Another Dancer universe, radios are stuck to WFMU and Soulseek is a self-conscious AI producing 80ies psychedelic FM-rock.

The Another Dancer is outdated, wild at heart and elegantly shy. Their full album I Try to Be Another Dancer is out now on Bruit Direct Disques and Aguirre Records!

Another Dancer is: Dries Robbe, Margo Mot, Mike Crabbé, Lucas Schreel & Timo Vantyghem.

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Another Dancer - You Know Where I Start

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Oïmiakon - K'Pital Food

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45 painstakingly selected tracks from various sources: published/unpublished/digital only/cassettes/cdr all recorded at Studio village Hototoguiss

2 vinyl gatefold jacket
Co-released with Archeion.

Matsuyama 

Matsuyama in Ehime is the birthplace of haiku, and to this day, haiku submission boxes are placed around town. Young people gather in a haiku society-like manner. In other words, they observe and contemplate well, but their approach is generally instant, casual, and somewhat careless. There is a local disposition here, which they call “yomoda” in the dialect—a blend of humor and sadness. It’s as if they pretend to agree to demands in a laid-back way, all while delaying the big decision. It’s a matter related to the moment and ethics.

Near the famous Dogo Onsen is Studio Village Hototogisu, named after the magazine Hototogisu started by Masaoka Shiki, the father of haiku. The studio was once a large psychiatric hospital, which Mr. Tsuru, the owner, completely remodeled, turning the third floor into his music studio. Tsuru-san is both a psychiatrist and an avid enthusiast of  classic rock. He’s a broad-minded adult who also accepts my type of music. About once or twice a month, I randomly select an instrument or device from his vast collection, gathers whoever happens to be around, usually his family, and in about two hours, we record and mix a piece. This album is a compilation of those recordings. The album label is designed after Matsuyama’s specialty confection, “Ichiroku Tart.”

From around the time of the pandemic, I started layering his dobro guitar or mandolin over my tracks on purpose. The mainstream and the fringe—once opposing camps—merged after this pandemic, a convergence in rock history that’s etched on side D of this album, reflecting the current global situation.

Could a society of free-verse haiku poets sharing both love and resentment for Matsuyama be possible? It’s a question that touches on the future course of nationalism.

– Tori


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To whom does a record belong, once it’s been released, once it's released and lives its own life, outside the thoughts of those who composed it? Does it not also belong to those who listen to it and find in it realities, unsuspected joys and desires  at the time of its creation? For as long as I've known him, Michel Wisniewski has been exploring, under the pseudonym Supermalprodelica, the effects that the music of others, which he listens to with a sensitive ear, produces on him. And he has the unrivaled ability to draw substance from what he has heard in order to invent something else, a dialogue between his ears and the material on the records. His first album was made of reconfigured samples, and many of his records are made of covers, rereadings and reconstructions of tracks that seem to haunt him in one way or another. And here, on this new album, he tackles one of his heroes, Scritti Politti, from whom he takes over an entire record, but in his own way: Michel no longer samples, he replays, with what is very much his own, a synthesizer called Persephone, and a desire to paint the room with tones both joyful and melancholy, natural and artificial. The beauty of this record lies in its impossibilities: to cover a work that lies on the edge of genres, between post-punk and pop, chanson and variété, is a challenge in itself. But tackling a late work by an artist you love is more than a challenge in itself, it's a labyrinth, almost a dead end. And Michel, pretending to get lost in the meanders, builds his own path, abandoning the voice to concentrate on the instrumentation. He plays as if in a dream, as if the original pieces belonged to him. They seem to haunt him so much that he plays them again as if he were listening to them from a dream. Is this a fan gesture? No, I think it's more like an author's attempt, a dolly shot through what he's heard, producing a musical image whose harmonies produce something else. And then there's the beauty of the possibilities: listen to the record at low volume and it's a perfect ambient companion. Listen to it loud and you'll find a partner of unfeigned joy. 

So to whom does a record belong? Surely not Michel, who knows this so well that he has passed on what he has done to a duo, Blason, who have in turn taken up the covers to record a twin album (it suits them, really...) to that of Supermalprodelica. An album that's even less subject to gravity, as if intoxicated by the ever-increasing distance from the original. Where exactly are we? In a universe that has disassociated itself from its roots to invent something completely different. The two Blason have taken the Supermalprodelica arrangements and replayed them on their ARP, giving them a different patina and velocity. Something slower can be heard here, even more damaged electronics, very gently flayed, resonating with the ghosts that have built up around the Supermalprodelica covers. Some play with the ectoplasms of others, and I must confess that this game whirls around in my mind like a strangely melancholic threnody, and a very fertile one too. A record doesn't belong to anyone, especially not to those who make it. A record is what you make of it, when you listen to it, and afterwards.

-	Joseph Ghosn


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Here we are with a new LP by Terrine. Jazz Band Theory is Terrine’s fourth album for Bruit Direct Disques. Neither one nor the other are what they were when the first came out. Jazz Band Theory is a river and a drop in a river. You are another river, or another drop in the same river. Or you are Jazz Band Theory, for a few minutes. 31 minutes and 10 seconds pass. Or you are Bruit Direct Disques, the river is full of water. 31 minutes and 10 seconds of inattention in a river of drops. Plic, Plic and of course Ploc.

RIYL: Graeme Revell’s “The insect musicians”, Test Department and the enemy within “Strike”, Tori Kudo “At Goodman 1984-1986”, David Grubbs dances down the El Train line on Chic-A-Go-Go, Terrine

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Maraudeur - Property To Property

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Cheat Days is the new release by Terrine (aka Claire Gapenne), techno noise or bedroom freak électronique, you decide
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co-released with Tanzprocesz

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Terrine - Club 80

"Diamond Eye" LP now available on PRE-ORDER 
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Over the past 20+ years Leighton Craig has followed a low-tech/econo pathway to documenting keyboard works, songs, field recording and sound installation. He has also played in a clutch of key Brisbane outsider combos, including free-rock misfits The Lost Domain, pop miniaturists The Deadnotes and the dream tank duo Primitive Motion. 

Following a handful of solo releases on the Room 40 label and his own Kindling imprint, “Diamond Eye” represents Craig’s defining solo statement. Recorded at home and on beach holidays between 2006 and 2010, Diamond Eye is a personal sketchbook of fuzzy hymnals and haunting songs. At times its wistful melodies and decaying loops play like the soundtrack to imagined home movies; elsewhere amplified cymbal and endless-cassette achieve a blurry time-freeze. Mastered for maximum purr by Lawrence English, the chocolatey keyboard tones of this record will warm your speakers.

Leighton Craig - Sans Souci

Pop de Cuchillo is Oso El Roto's new album
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our greatest commercial failure to date

Oso El Roto - AMIGO

City Band LP out now on Bruit Direct Disques
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Here's a document of a Paris now gone.Paris still jingling in our heads, it's a stretch from Françoise Hardy's timid voice to the best French indie pop band you've never heard of, Freluquets. It's a stretch, still fighting in the streets over the capitalist laws or over a girl, or was it a boy? Gentle strumming, lonely notes for lonely garçons, now men. Going nowhere in your head, still hearing The Go-Betweens, a bit of quirk and crunch à la Monochrome set. How that makes for an imaginary Paris of 2020

City Band - La Symétrie Des Fruits

Kenji Kariu nurtures the small, frail, funny and unsettling,  weaves it all in an enthralling unique voice made world (Sekai) with electronics, guitar, and beats.

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