Joli jour pour mourir

With all that pseudo new rave, flashy electro hip hop happening all around, I thought it'd be a good time to pay a little visit to the darkness. What else than some good ol' new wave synth music to get into the mood. Here you can grab Mary Möör's track Pretty Day, taken from an amazing french compilation called BIPPP which relates some of the greatest french new wave moments. It's out now on Born Bad records...buy it!

Mary Möör - Pretty Day (zshare)

Longue time no see.

It's been months since I updated this blog... BAD BAD BAD blogger I am. It's time for a comeback in style. Keep your eyes opened for a massive update in a week or two. I will also take this opportunity to introduce our new monthly at Zoobizarre called Poussez Poussez (Poo-say! Poo-Say! - means Push Push in french).

Computer love

I have been neglecting this blog for a while, since the "erasing-by-mistake-the-blog-on-my-server" incident. So I feel now i have to give my few readers some love. I've been able to put back most of the mp3s and images in place, but I am still missing a few, so those ones will have to stay in our memories. But I learnt my lesson and everything is backed up from now on.

For the love part, I am throwing here a massive 20mb - 14min epic disco track. The obscure outfit name is Computer, I dare you to google them. The project is emerging from France (of course) and the tracks are credited to J.F. Porry and G. Sals who are known for scoring a lot Saturday morning cartoon in France (french versions for My Little Poney, Carebears, Smurfs, Goldorak, etc.). Which makes me think that it's Saturday morning now, and I should not be sitting in front of my computer. Here's the neverending track.

Computer - Nobody Loves A Computer Because A Computer Does Not Dance

OH NO!

Some directories of my server were erased by mistake, including the one for my precious Flaky Disco blog... it will take me a few days to put everything back together... sorry about that.

Disco Rock From Space.

Alien glam rock band playing disco? Yes, thanks to Les Rockets, it is possible. Emerging from France in the mid-70s, those bald headed weirdos managed to make tracks that prove that there are other lifeforms in this universe and they can r o c k. The sound of those silver creatures is somewhere between Telex, ZZ Top and prog rock !!! Hear for yourself :

Les Rockets - Galactica

Oh. I forgot to mention that Les Rockets were produced by Claude Lemoine, father (and also producer) of the infamous prodigy kid Jordy. This bit of information is somehow, scary.

For those in Montreal, this Friday is another Flaky Disco at Zoobizarre. And I swear I won't play Reel 2 Real.

The light at the end of the tunnel.

After more than 10 years of wondering where the hell that song comes from, thanks to Schizophrénie CISM, the mystery is now solved. I really took the long way to realize that I was calling "La Gata" from a band named "Generentola" (see my last post) is in fact a song called "Secondo Coro Delle Lavandaie" taken from the modern opera "La Gatta Cenerentola" (Cinderella's Cat) by Roberto De Simone of the NCCP. There are some differences between the 2 versions, apart from the bad sound quality of the bootleg, you can notice a growling and a weird jump cut that does not appear on the original version. Here's the cleaner and original version :

Secondo Coro Delle Lavandaie by Roberto De Simone performed by the NCCP

Thanks to WFMU, my source for the original MP3.



















I'll be playing that track tonight at Zoobizarre for another Flaky Disco. Be sure to come down if you are in Montreal !

Bonfire and Crack Madness.

Rituals, celebrations, cheap cooking, etc. There is always a good reason for a bonfire. So far, the only equivalent to dancing around a sacred 'feu de joie' I found is the track 'La Gata' by the mysterious italian outfit 'Generentola'.

Generentola - La Gata

DJ Prions en Église asked me for some historical details on the track. Here's what I have : La Gata became an undergound dancefloor hit in the late 80s in Montreal after some employees of the now defunct record store Wow released it on a bootleg compilation called "Strange Pleasures Vol. 1". It was apparently taken from a 12" they got a few copies of at the store (God, I'd kill to get my hands on one). Some further investigations brought me to think this was a reashed traditional song from the Napoli region. My source (a nice gentleman named Gino in Barcelona) even indicated me that the lyrics were made from an old italian dialect from the same region.



















"I take two steps forward and two steps back. Two steps forward and smoke some crack. Crack Daddy yes I am (repeat). Crack Daddy hung like an elephant (repeat)." Need I say more ... (i am just lazy, really). Go go go Crack Daddy Slim!

Crack Daddy - Crack Daddy Wha