Mega-scuzzy garage rock out of France, sounding a fair bit like Ty Segall, so you know I'm down.
This lacks the best stuff's directness though, buried in overblown bass and tinny guitar distortion, sounding badly mixed and played from down a tunnel. Which is thrilling in its own small way, but eventually it sound more like affect than workin-with-what-we-got scrappiness.
Still, do love me a good racket and these guys have some legitimate shitkicking energy, wafting up haunted from those Parisian sewers 3.5/5
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