" [Planisphere 1]
How good is this?!, Seriously though, how good is this?! Yea... it's like robotic cowboys, yea definitely two robocowboys. A robotic cowboy frontier town even... a dusty alley [drop] Oh shit! they're having a breakdance duel! Impossible!
[end - brief moment of introspection]
That would make the most absurd music video ever...Try and be a little less excitable, you mongrel puppy you.
[Planisphere 2]
No!Louis XVI's court on a spaceship ballroom travelling to build Versaille on the moon!!
[Planisphere 3]
Their synth... it sounds like a saw. A saw that fashions mountain ranges. That would make them like Hephaistus, like gods...
[Planisphere final]
How did Van Halen get on Louis XVI's rocking spaceship? [drop] Hell, I'm glad he did.
[end - prostrate on the floor]
Gaspard, Xavier and me. We would certainly be friends if I lived a little closer to them, maybe hung out where they hang out a little more than I can in London.Bought a telescope so I would know what brand of tomato soup to make them as a present...."
Well that's the internal monologue I had on first listen to Planisphere. It's embarrassing to look back on, especially when I want to be writing about this neuronic meltdown. I feel like a politician who remembers, seconds before he gives a speech on intergalactic communication, the time he had a Bulgarian dominatrix dangle him by his nipple in a papier-mache dungeon and spank his pallid arse.
Here are three of the tracks. I hope you enjoy them.
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