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S'il est vrai que les passions aveuglent,
Je me masturberais sur ta divinité,
ou je t'enculerais, si ta frêle existence
Pouvait offrir un cul à mon incontinence,
Puis, d'un bras vigoureux, j'arracherais ton coeur
Pour mieux te pénétrer de ma profonde horreur.
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about
///YOU ARE LISTENING THE SOUND FROM MY TURNTABLE___
D.A.F is a fambloyant red LP as someone wrote, it was recorded in many places & at home, it includes collaborations with Alexander de Large, Horacio Pollard, Hypo, Sgure, & some weird stuff from The Manson Family.
Mixed by the d., mastered by DEF & Norscq
press review (extracts): THE SOUND OF GRISLI(...) Radically furious - you adhere with all your pores or you reject with all your vessels, D.A.F. fuses noisy samples, sound poetry, field recordings and original compositions in two continuums (Side A and Side B). After the arduous journey that draws a strange link between the murderer of Sharon Tate and the author of "Justine or the misfortunes of virtue" is an understatement to say that you are shaken like a thousand plum trees planted in Port-au-Prince full epicentre... OX (...) This blood red vinyl goes quickly acting directly on the brain. I will have strange dreams today... The words "xtrem sound cut-up" should alert a certain audience and foremost enable it to act as globally this excellent edition is limited to 300 copies. Who likes Schimpfluch, who in Japan does not just think to use panty dispensers and who rejoices himself as Snow King when the Dadaists fart and swear should greatly appreciate this little masterpiece. BAD ALCHEMY (...) Two continuous dreamscapes shaped as a surreal collage broken with cries, gasps, whistles and distorted word fragments from the mouth of a woman. Breakcore here would be a sticker affixed to a monstrous "Mr. Hyde form". It's too alive for that, too perverse, even if at the end - coupling De Sade and La Mettrie, it is stated: "I'm a mechanical man." Please: do not believe her. DEBUG (...) Cut-Up-Noise-Improv-Elektronik collage that warms the bones and makes the milk cooler. The French are the best when they just blow their destiny with a chaotic savagery. French women too. AEMAG (...) The LP itself is amazing. The tracks flow and are at least sonically unclassifiable, borrowings from Noise, highly abstract Breakbeat and synthesizer effects that remind music samples of horror movies. Like a freak show, like a broken tape... The future strategy for plunder phonic. MUSIC MACHINE (...) Fundamentally rooted in the sounds and constructions of dance music, albeit the harsher side of things. An album which sounds like “Faust Tapes” being covered by the Boredoms, barricaded in a techno studio, with William Burroughs and Lenny Dee offering advice.
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released December 1, 2009
The d. - 2009
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