This isn’t some Erik Von Daniken/Chariots Of The Gods bullshit. Laying down all the instrumentation ‘n vocals herself, Theoreme posits that spectres of the past continue to resonate in the contemporaneous milieu of the underground. In much the same way as Pasolini’s Theoreme (the film) once fizzled the corneas of the prim, Theoreme (the artist) is here to singe ears on this blistering solo debut. Bruit Direct Disques continues down the path of no-fucks-given w/yet another ace from a deck already heaped with bewildering maa.
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