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Second album from Rennes-based duo Gwendoline and their debut LP for Born Bad Records. Some would brand them cold-wave, dark-wave, chav-wave, you name it. You can’t sing that much about pub culture without paying your dues. Their first album was literally written on the counter. Pierre Barrett and Mickaeol Olivette, two magnificent losers for whom “the end of the world began when they were born,” just tell it like it is. They “don’t give a damn about writing like Beaudelaire.” Their lyrics taste like damp coasters and smell like retired microphones living in the bottom drawer.
Every track is an opportunity to spit on every aspect of life that asked for it: vacation clubs, the generation before, the one after, low-cost living, trash TV. And themselves, no doubt, because they’ve got more important things to do than draw up socially responsible plans. The French duo doesn’t get it when, after years of loose ends, the it-crowd wants to take selfies with them. And it’s not going to get any better with this new album, conceived and recorded at home, in Brittany.
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