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| Compared to many other Ambiances Magnetiques releases, there's a good deal
more content on Mets ta langue that could fall under the mainstream
definition
of "music" -- this is an ensemble (which counts Jean Derome and Pierre
Tanguay among its
other members) that creates songs. It might also surprise listeners
that rather than being,
let's say, complex aural meditations on the sonic interactions between
certain rare gases that meet
every few hundred years during odd phases of planetary orbits, the lyrics
(they're more poems,
really, but who's counting?) here are about love, sex and human interaction
-- they're earthy
and passionate, sometimes almost explicit, full of life and love and lust
and human energy.
Those of you who read enough French to realize that the title translates as
"Put your tongue"
might get some advance notice of this -- otherwise, it'll have to be a
pleasant surprise. There's
still a lot of non-traditional soundplay -- dischordant wind instruments,
for instance, in the three
movements of "Beaute", an assortment of imitated animal sounds on "Le
travail des animaux",
all manner of oddities on the exceptionally evocative "Mes odeurs
preferees" -- but likewise
witness the more musical, thoroughly rousing "Un bout de papier", which
sounds like it was
torn directly from a Brecht/Weill performance. After a few listens --
especially when armed with
the translated liner notes -- you'll not only appreciate Mets ta
langue, but become
increasingly immersed in the warmly human sensory aura it creates. In
other words, this is
a good recording to connect to.
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