And if, even more than a pif-paf-poof war without warning, holy peace fell on us, violently beneficial? This is what happened last week: peace and bonus in the baba. Ten years of projects later, we no longer hoped that Fred Fortin and Olivier Langevin would relaunch their Gros Mené. In fact, we were hoping for it without knowing it. Urgently, in our desperately empty interiors. It’s an understatement to say that here we are filled with good noise, rough riffs left and right, psychedelic solos above our heads, monotone melodies that move like steamrollers and give us the energy in our hearts to face the invader: “Roll the crate, hear the anger of the gods / Massacre the soldiers one by one with metal and fire / Bugger the king and poke his head…” That tone. This distortion. With François Lafontaine for the impossible sounds and Marie-Pierre Arthur for the harmonies. And the mystical presence of the “great spiritual master” Pierre Bouchard.
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