Mid-70s Parisian proto-punk, spit out in churlish English amidst acres of fuzz and indiscriminate pulsars. This shit is wrong in so many perfect ways. Or as my pal Nick describes it: "Like an incoherent, uber-primitive Velvets or Simply Saucer collaborating with Pierre Henry - what with all the freaky synth doodlings and such." Also, depending on your level of French, the following interview goes into the roots . . .
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