ANGINE DE POITRINES - Vol.II (2026)
…and great was the audience’s astonishment upon hearing this duo.
You read a lot about the “sense of wonder” surrounding this band. The usual line goes something like: “if they haven’t won you over yet, they certainly will soon.” Fine. Fair enough.
They are good. They are funny. They do sound original.
But… come on.
There’s a limit to how much selective amnesia one can tolerate. You can’t just pretend that Primus never existed. And where exactly do we file NoMeansNo in this narrative? Wrong remains, to my ears, one of the most astonishing records ever encountered.
Of course, if you zoom out to the level of genre, then yes, this duo earns its place without embarrassment. No argument there. They know what they’re doing.
But when a reasonably trained ear tries to connect with the brain in order to enjoy—or even just properly process—this kind of music, something inevitable happens: categories kick in. Your conscious self starts whispering: this sounds like X… that passage is straight out of Y…
And that’s precisely where the magic dissolves. Because you realize that you’re rarely truly surprised. You hope for novelty, but what you usually get—staying within the musical domain—is yet another variation on a theme.
What remains is technique.
And, as we all know, technique is a fickle mistress.