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NUBU

A playful encounter between instruments from different eras: the serpent, the flugabone, the trombone, animal-skin percussion, and the double bass. A tremendous space for freedom for the voice, treated as…

[Na]

[Na]: a chemical element of enthusiastic disobedience. This is found in the punctuated piano strokes of Monk or the Afro-Dutch distortion of The Ex and Getatchew Mekurya. The Chicago School,…

MARSAVRIL

Two attitudes towards disorder: grin and bear it, or dance on the ruins. Released in spring 2023, the double EP, MARS and AVRIL, sound compact, cohesive, and accountable, just like…

Adèle Viret Quartet

To compose the essence of this first repertoire, Adèle Viret chose to return to the piano in her childhood home, like a return to the ordinary landscape, to the customary…

Inui

INUI is one of those bands that strive not to reinvent anything but to reinvent themselves in everything. In nature and in chiaroscuro, what emerges from their almost-Inuit throats is…

Petite Lucette

A dancing stain on the ceiling of the mind unveils a luminous crack, a breathless mechanism at the summit of vertigo, interrupted by questions, vibrating knots, and tiny tears. A…

Prospectus

After a few initial sessions centered around Ornette Coleman and Steve Lacy, one of whose pieces gives the group its name, Léa Ciechelski (alto sax, flutes), Henri Peyrous (soprano and…

Noé Clerc Trio

This accordionist and musician is likely to hold a special place on the jazz scene in the years to come. Everything sings (for us) in Noé Clerc's music. This young man is not only a unique instrumentalist but also a composer who knows that, without a real melody, the most beautiful improvisations are at risk of getting lost in the limbo of oblivion. Vincent Peirani, the Sun King of the accordion, has found his heir here: from now on, he will no longer be alone in spreading happiness by making his fingers dance on the pearly keys of his thrill box. Thank you Vincent, welcome Noé.

Mamie Jotax

Mamie Jotax is first and foremost a joyful syllabic chimera, born from a random sneeze and a pinch of onomatopoeia. A bud that jolts the imagination and pervades bewitching and unusual worlds. And then, Mamie Jotax swiftly became a spirit. A bubble filled with ideals, curiosity and madness that hovers over the two musicians. A kind of manifesto in the form of an old suitcase, where the two explorers collect everything on their path that deserves to be kept, and everything that is yet to exist.