"That guy is following us"

That's what the taxi driver said just after stopping next to another cab, pointing at him, a bald guy with kind of a sinister but lost-in-his-thoughts look.
"That guy is crazy, he keeps following me". He bends over, turning on his CD player. A dark mix of IDM, dubstep and techno comes out of the speaker – something between Gridlock and Benga – as the car shoots off like a rocket.
We keep silent for a few minutes, rushing through the streets. "There he is ! ". I turn around, looking through the back window.
"No it's not the same guy"
"Yes it's him !"
I'm drunk, so the situation feels pretty amusing; I couldn't care less whether it's true or not, I'm just taking this moment as it is, a comical and mysterious one.
Sure, the driver does strike me as very stressed out, even a bit disturbed, but eh, as long as we get home, it's just a funny encounter, I'm okay with that.

That's when I notice that we aren't heading to my street, but circling around the block.
"Hey what are you doing, weren't you supposed to turn there ?"
"I'm just looking for a police car, to show them the guy, so that he doesn't bother me anymore"
I turn around to check, and there's nothing out there, no car.
A few minutes tick by, nothing new happens, and the cab is not even an inch nearer my home .
"Okay, I'm tired now, can you just drive me home, PLEASE ?"
"Wait, I'm just looking for a police car"

I'm so drunk that I'm still amused, grabbing my backpack and determined to jump the car if anything goes wrong, even at full speed, and I can't help but laughing.
After a while, we're, at last, in front of my building, but the driver has one last request : speaking in a low plaintive scared children voice he just asks timidly "Could you just please wait for the traffic light to turn green he's still behind me !"
I say okay, fed up with his bullshit, and I just go to the door to enter the code. As i finish dialing it, the guy steps on the gas and I have just one second to turn my head and see another car passing by and following him. It's driven by a bald guy, with a sinister grin.


Marching Dynamics - Nailsleeper (2007)
Marching Dynamics - The Workers Party Of Haiti (2009)

Interview (in french) on Premonition.fr

Marching Dynamics Myspace

Bloody Mary - Black Pearl

Until now, I viewed Louderbach's beautiful album, Autumn, as the most magnificent album this year. I changed my mind. Bloody Mary's first LP released a few days ago on Contexterrior (Germany-based label run by genious Jay Haze) just had its bewitching world and rugged scenery unfold before me. Her music and me, I guess it's some kind of love-at-first-listening. Really.

Don't get me wrong : Autumn still is a piece of art to me. But Marjorie Migliaccio, a.k.a. Bloody Mary just depicts the beauty of darkness and melancholy with a terribly accurate sensibility. No wonder why she claims to be inspired by Charles Baudelaire's works...

There's not much to say about the details; by describing or analyzing each track of this perfect album I'd do nothing but draft an article on how this whole piece is giving me thrills and cold sweat.

Just be aware that whether she explores the shores of minimal, electronica or ambient, there's always this a fragile but intense organic swell... As if your heartbeat chanted the prayer of its most buried feelings.

The record is called Black Pearl, by the way, and here's a video of the eponymous tune.

Florian Meindl - Time To Move [Flash 013]

Mostly known due to his ability to design and also remix tunes with groovy minimal-to-tech-house beats, German producer Florian Meindl introduces the latest release of Flash Recordings, the labels he jointly owns and runs with his fellow-countryman Oliver Koletzki...

A great track there, 'Time To Move' unfolds a pretty academic & martial beat intro that slowly turns into a heady housey dancefloor killer blended with a smart use of voice samples...
That reminds us a bit of the first few releases of other German labels like Moon Harbour, and that's a perfect micro-house (as it was called a few years ago) tune, smelling like mugginess on a freshly lotioned skin.

Release date : 5th of July

Good Morning, Strange Light

Parce que tu marches sans but en venant de le quitter
Parce que tu ne l'envies pas vraiment avec ses histoires de couple et d'enfants
Parce que tu sais de toute façon qu'au moment d'exhaler son dernier souffle il sera aussi seul que toi
Parce que tu sais qu'entre temps il l'aura été nettement moins que toi
Parce que le jour se couche en même temps que ta jeunesse
Parce que le bleu plombé du crépuscule est devenu la couleur de ton visage
Parce que chacun de tes jours est une copie grotesque du précédent
Parce que tu jetteras un dernier regard sur tout ça en souhaitant l'avoir fait autrement
Parce que ce sera demain à moins que ça ait été hier
Parce que même en l'ayant fait autrement ça n'aurait rimé à rien
Parce que tu vis sans passé et sans avenir
Parce que la nuit est longue et que la vie est courte
Parce que l'aube est vive et cruelle
Parce que même dans les beaux matins la lumière est étrange

Jesse Somfay - Good Morning, Strange Light