CHEVEU - CD BUM

Popis - BUM:
Cheveu built its third LP on the ashes of those unholy hours,
around the majestic 'Polonia', a track on which David Lemoine
recites a few lines from Bertrand Blier's 'Buffet Froid' with
the set expression of a man empowered by the fact he just shit
his pants, while Etienne Nicolas and Olivier Demeaux slowly
unwind the rapturous scenery of a theologian western. The song
is beautiful, grotesque, heart-rending, just like a scene out
of Jean Rays Malpertuis backed by a funeral choir of
angelwitches, and is definitely one of the most amazing things
you'll hear this year. 'BUM', just like 'Polonia', is an inner
trip, an odyssey bordered by the walls of an antique mansion,
full of baroque embroidery and padded club chairs, perfect
aural counterpart for the paintings, of Rousseau, master of the
exotic which -paradoxically- never ventured out of France.
Cheveus third record is full-on excess and absurdity, but is
also much more legible and effective than their previous
efforts (see 'Juan In A Million' or the sure-fire hit 'Albinos'
, which lyrics are taken from a monologue in Harmony Korine's
'Gummo'), even traditional at times ('Pirate Bay' seems like the very first Cheveu song where guitars sound like guitars). This time, the band opted for a much more live-based, organic
and fully-produced sound, replacing 1000s of messy cut-ups and
Cheveus shitgaze blur by throbbing organs (played by Xavier
Klaine and recorded at Saint Merri Church) and wall-of-sound
choirs (arranged in Tel-Aviv by Maya Dunietz, already in charge
of the lush string arrangements on 1000). The result : 10
tracks drier and sharper than anything Cheveu has done before,
definitely out-of-this-world but elegantly mannered, veined
with unaltered genius and ending with the spectacular 'Johnny
Hurry Up', an unreal track which owes Wall Of Voodoo and X as much as Francois de Roubaix and crowns Cheveu as the masters of
a new world where love burns over piles of rotting meat and
shit.