Posts tagged collection particulière
omertà | collection particulière @ aquarium drunkard

Omertà is comprised of five musicians from a handful of projects that line the interior of France’s experimental underground, notably La Société Étrange, releasing limited edition pressings on labels like Standard In-Fi, Desastre, and La Novià. Each of the members, and their associated groups, possess krautrock’s stealthy octave climbing and open feel, dub’s intimate incorporation of analog electronics and generally hazy air, and a bit of post-punk’s willingness to try anything out.

While Collection Particulière is a record from a cohesive collective, this is no doubt Florence Giroud’s band. She wrangled the cast together and played the lead as the sole singer on their self-titled debut, and now on their second album, Collection Particulière. On the brambly eponymous effort from 2017, Giroud and Omertà entertained their more avant-garde curiosities, whereas Collection captures the band figuring out what worked best from those experiments, piecing it all together with loose grooves to create attractive and kinetic songs.

Giroud’s vocal delivery is collected, slipping from spoken passages to articulate, soft melodies with a conversational ease that recalls Histoire de Melody Nelson. Even with a bare knowledge of French, Giroud’s variation in affectation, attitude, and emphasis is captivating. Jonathan Grandcollot replaces Mathieu Tillyon drums for Collection Particulière, adding a light and consistent backbone, while Romain Hervault and Jérémie Sauvage’s bass is prominent in the mix, driving everything with firm, repetitive but active basslines. Tactile synths from Romain de Ferron provide melodic volleys and lead-ins, filling in with atmospheric swells. Taken as a whole, each track is an exercise that sees all parts settling into a groove, gaining the elastic energy of Ege Bamyasi or some of the less proggy albums on Silence Records.

omertà | collection particulière @ the quietus (uk)

Part of the Standard In-Fi/France/La Nóvia extended family, Omertà have traded in the small-hours murk of their debut for a chunky backbeat, mesmerising, acid-tinged grooves and a greater urgency in Florence Giroud’s sung-spoken delivery. ‘Moments In Love’, which even has a chorus of sorts, is their loveliest song to date and Collection Particulière is perfectly formed.

omertà | collection particulière @ musique journal

En ce moment c’est difficile d’écouter autre chose que le nouveau disque d’Omertà

Omertà est un projet initié en 2013 par l’artiste Florence Giroud avec plusieurs amis à elle, qui se trouvent (ou se trouveront) être des membres des groupes Tanz Mein Herz, Société Étrange et France : Pierre Bujeau (guitare et basse), Jérémie Sauvage (pareil), Romain Hervault (basse), Romain de Ferron (claviers et synthés) et Mathieu Tilly, depuis remplacé à la batterie par Jonathan Grandcollot. Un premier disque intitulé Omertà est sorti en 2017, il est formidable mais c’est le deuxième, coédité début juin chez Zam Zam Rec et Standard In-Fi, que je vous recommande aujourd’hui. Je n’arrive pas bien à m’expliquer la beauté bouleversante de Collection Particulière et j’ai eu du mal à me frayer un chemin pour en parler. En fait j’essaie d’écrire dessus depuis plusieurs jours en l’écoutant en boucle, et je ne sais toujours pas trop comment bien le décrire pour vous donner envie de cliquer sur play chez vous, si ce n’est en vous disant que c’est de la musique dont la puissance poétique et tragique me terrasse, tout en me donnant un immense espoir : c’est comme si j’étais enseveli de pétales et de flocons, accablé mais béat, béni.

Dans le package mp3 en vente sur le Bandcamp, on trouve un pdf où Florence Giroud et Pierre Bujeau expliquent l’histoire du projet et de ce disque, qu’ils présentent comme beaucoup plus “pop” que son prédécesseur, qui bouillonnait de possibles et saturait l’air, là où celui-ci semble cultiver une sobriété volontairement contrainte, et dont se dégage une espèce de justesse qu’on ne voit pas venir tout de suite. Par justesse, je ne veux pas dire perfection de la forme ou virtuosité pop, car ce qu’on entend sonne plutôt comme des fragments cousus ensemble, rapiécés à la manière d’une rapsodie grecque – Florence Giroud parle d’ailleurs de “bribes” et de “visions”. Cette justesse serait plutôt de l’honnêteté, de la sincérité, une nudité des émotions et de l’expression : y a que ça, rien d’autre à voir, mais c’est déjà tout, si je puis dire. Ces musiciens habitués à la densité et au débordement réussissent ici à fabriquer une ossature plutôt sèche, qui tient la route malgré les privations, ou disons l’étroitesse du cadre. Bujeau explique que la conception des morceaux commence en général par la basse, mais que les phrases se distribuent ensuite entre les différents instruments, et que pour “atteindre une certaine clarté”, les membres doivent se mettre d’accord sur ces relais en élaborant des partitions – pas des partitions classiques, certes, mais des feuilles de route censées mener vers cette clarté.

Et en effet la clarté advient, mais c’est pas du tout une clarté chiante à la Heidegger, elle est en fait peu lumineuse, comme la clarté d’un pavillon de chasse vide ou d’un appartement de proche-banlieue sans vis-à-vis, l’été. Une clarté avec du dépit, un sentiment de passé mais un passé très vif, un souvenir actif, net et neuf d’une sensation oubliée ou plutôt qui n’aurait pas eu le temps d’être bien éprouvée jadis, et qui retrouve sa chaleur et ses couleurs aujourd’hui. Des couleurs passées intenses dont émane une vie, un groove sans pareil, qui râle et rechigne un peu tout en prenant tout le monde par la main. Une “musique sans référence particulière”, dit Pierre Bujeau, mais ça m’a quand même rappelé pas mal de choses que j’adore, mais plus à l’état d’ombres, voire de coïncidences, comme si elle partageait avec Can, Melody Nelson, Catherine Ribeiro/Alpes ou Tortoise la même “zone de flottaison”, un terme que je mets entre guillemets car c’est Florence Giroud qui l’emploie dans le pdf. L’incroyable force de ces compositions, c’est qu’elles ne citent jamais bassement leurs influences, on dirait presque que c’est un hasard si elles y ressemblent, si elles arrivent dans cette zone : c’est un chemin pris à l’envers par des voyageurs venus de contrées lointaines et plus bruyantes.

Il y a ces musiciens qui jouent avec génie, nuances et amitié, mais c’est Florence Giroud qui de toute évidence fait basculer le disque du statut de “super album” à celui de chef-d’œuvre, de splendeur, de créature si singulière qu’il devient difficile d’écouter autre chose une fois qu’on a plongé dedans. Cette jeune femme est artiste plasticienne, elle fait des sculptures, des installations, et ce qu’elle appelle des opéras qui mêlent éléments visuels, mise en scène, voix et musique : le Omertà de 2017 était justement un volet de ses opéras. Elle a beau dire qu’elle n’est ni comédienne ni chanteuse, sa présence donne l’impression qu’elle est totalement faite pour ça, élue par les dieux de la voix pour parler-chanter sur les instrumentaux de ses camarades. Je ne sais pas comment dire : a priori je ne suis pas très amateur des flows déclamés plus ou moins spoken-word, interprétés voire scandés de façon plus théâtrale que musicale. D’ailleurs Giroud ne fait pas tout à fait ça, disons qu’au début ça peut y ressembler, mais très vite ça devient autre chose, elle sort d’elle-même et du triste spectacle de la performance expressive-subjective pour atteindre en quelques mots un total état de grâce. Dès le premier morceau (le deuxième en fait, puisqu’il y a une intro instrumentale), dès ses premières lignes, j’ai eu en tête les mots qui forment le titre de ce track qui pourtant n’a rien à voir, signé du rappeur français west-coast Alpéacha : “J’arrive classique”. Florence arrive classique, sans doute plus du côté de la Grèce classique, façon oracle de la Pythie de Delphes, mais elle est déplacée au début du XXIe siècle dans une maison du Forez ou un atelier d’école d’art.

Elle se pose très précisément, se place à la hauteur de ses moyens, ne va pas tenter des prouesses vocales de professionnelle mais sait en même temps faire des trucs qu’une pro ne saurait peut-être pas exécuter et elle parvient à faire chanter, faire sonner la voix parlée, sérieusement c’est trop beau de réussir ça. Son flow humble se nourrit pourtant d’impudeur, à la fois dans le propos des textes et dans son rapport au micro, la vulnérabilité qu’elle y engage, et là j’en suis devenu quasiment addict. L’avant-dernier morceau, avant la brève outro, clôt le disque en apportant un tout petit peu plus d’intensité sonore que ce qui précède, avec de la guitare saturée, et sur la rythmique chaloupée en pleine gloire Florence en vient presque à “kicker” sans que ça fasse ridicule et sans même d’ailleurs qu’elle prétende réellement rapper, même si elle place des phases qui à leur manière sont des punchlines : “rien à foutre du bien, j’ai tourné le dos à à mon cul coupable, parfois ça tombe bien”. Sur le morceau d’avant, une reprise très sourde de “Moments In Love”, elle dit aussi (en empruntant ses mots aux Proverbes de l’enfer de William Blake) “la prudence est une vieille fille riche, et moche”, en marquant une pause qui me fume complètement entre “riche” et “moche”.

Je m’arrête là, je voulais parler du disque de Sophie Marceau qui a été une lointaine inspiration de Collection particulière, mais je crois que c’est pas utile. Allez écouter ce disque qui ne plaira pas à tout le monde, qui clivera sans doute une partie des lecteurs et lectrices de Musique Journal, mais qui pour moi est une de choses les plus dingues sorties ces dernières années en France, et qui me rend fier des musiciens de mon pays. Bravo Florence, Pierre, Jérémie, Romain, Romain, Jonathan, Mathieu, je vous connais pas mais vous entendre faire cette musique me fait déjà vous aimer.

omertà | collection particulière @ freq

What an arresting cover, the naked singer holding up the ace of hearts and the inevitable ace of spades, “the most powerful cards in the deck”, as weathered metaphors for the prismed verve contained therein, compass points for the emotional minefield of first love, first heartbreak and the limbo between.

That metered percussive of “Amour Fou” scaffolding those Theseus-threading guitars, that curling theremin-like mirage that glows around Florence Giroud’s vocals. Sung in her native language, lyrically my schoolboy French is missing a lot of the finer details; but boy her voice is lovely, skips effortlessly on through. Kind of half intoned / fluidly spoken, her words indelibly burn, cling loosely to the projected mood, suddenly find themselves pleasantly swept up by those melodic thermals.

A sunny dispersion that sparks in ambering accents and folding contours, throws accelerate on the stippled slap of “Mortel” that sees Giroud’s vocals possessively tumble to glints of “Histoire De Melody” hypnotically caught then bayoneted in sizzling synthetics.

Skulks a hushed seduction on ‘La Chambre De La Fumée Et Des Fleurs’ as that hazy halo of instrumentation licks the word fall, sways smokily to that cellar-stepped bass. A dark delight that leads to “Moments In Love,” a surprise homage to the Art Of Noise original re-constituted with a William Blake twist. Its origins are uprooted to flow more dub-like in a brushed reggae-like elegance spiked in a loose concussive unwind.

Sunflowers a diffusing light that “Kremer & Bergeret” spectrally feasts on in lush spiralling harmonies and elasticated funk, all ending on a Durutti Column-esque high of “Le Magnifique”.

Another priceless ZamZam find for sure.

omertà | collection particulière @ it's psychedelic magazine

Omertà | Interview | New Album, ‘Collection Particulière’

The French sextet is coming back with a second LP entitled ‘Collection Particulière’, with Florence Giroud on vocals, Jérémie Sauvage & Romain Hervault on bass, Pierre Bujeau on the guitar, Romain De Ferron playing synths, joined by Jonathan Grandcollot on drums, recorded by Manu Laffeach at Chaudelande studio in Normandy in 2019 and mixed by Ernest Bergez.

The record is co-released between Zamzamrec and Standard In-Fi, Florence Giroud and Zamzamrec. Newcomers, Héloïse & Olmo talk with Florence and Pierre.

Omertà

“Omertà is a dream world, with moods and feelings swinging, coming and going, like a refrain or ritornella”

When and how did Omertà start?

Florence Giroud: The story begins in the Great lakes area with early rehearsals in 2013, bringing together five musicians to write a full-length album to stand in for the third act of an opera I was working on at the time. The word opera, melding together equal parts sculpture, installation art, performance as well as concerts, delves into a kind of ritual endeavour, meant to be a free-form experience influenced by cut-up and fragmentary composition. From the onset it all comes from a floating world, the unreal, its scraps, visions. Then comes the transformation into written word, images, music, voices, artefacts, becoming lost, becoming tales, in search of a specific language. My sculptures feed on stories and prompt their own sequences, they bring about music, while having no set future, in their essence remaining shape-shifting. Through its instinctive nature, music can focus attention on a certain framework.

I met Romain Hervault in 2005 at the Lyon school of fine arts, then Jérémie Sauvage and Mathieu Tilly in 2007 at the Valence school of fine arts while participating in a workshop with Rhys Chatham. Soon after that, Jérémie asked me to join one of his Accordages among other musicians. On graduation night we had a big party in an old disused railroad tunnel with a bunch of wild bands playing live, there were about fifty of us and it was insanely intense. It’s safe to say I felt that was the start of a family at that point, we often got together for parties and gigs in the Rhônes-Alps area, where I eventually met Pierre Bujeau, Romain de Ferron and Jonathan Grandcollot. I felt naturally drawn to them, we listened to the same things, they felt like kindred spirits whom I could trust to make music with. There is a deep bond between us, not only music and art, we lead similar lives, share essential ideas. Omertà has always been more than a band for me, it’s a love story throughout our best years.

Why is female nudity at the core of your graphic aesthetics? Can you tell us about the artwork for Collection Particulière?

Florence Giroud: Omertà is a dream world, with moods and feelings swinging, coming and going, like a refrain or ritornella.

Excerpt from the text accompanying the first Omertà show:

Following their teenage shipwreck, the survivors of the MSS collide with a beautiful island full of mirages. Having smoked their weight in opium, the crew has nothing left in common with the human species. Among vanishings, time-consuming legends and shape-shifting animals, all against all await the green ray to reach the world’s end, only the world’s end is sun-bleached. You are the ones living Omertà, I am Omertà. Being violated in unusual positions Power is often quiet, very quiet.

At the time we were working on the first record, Jérémie had introduced us to the Sophie Marceau album ‘Certitude’ (one of our culture’s true hidden gems), suggesting we should use a portrait of me for the album cover. From my standpoint that was not an option so I mentioned the existence of photographs I had done, posing for an artist when I was just twenty years old. We had done a series of nudes, shooting in black and white on Hasselblad cameras where I was holding the ace of spades and the ace of hearts, Eros and Thanatos, the picture was framed around my chest, away from my face, square format, basically already an album cover.

I never got these photos like I was meant to, and thinking about it made me want to see them again, get back to them, making me feel like something precious had been taken away from me and that the artist hadn’t been true to his word. We were no longer in touch but I managed to reach him through social networks, with the aim to retrieve the picture and turn it into an album cover. He replied that a fire had destroyed his workshop, he had lost the physical photos and the hard drive containing the digital copies had been damaged. Nevertheless, he promised to send the pictures as soon as he managed to retrieve the data. Some time passed and when I got in touch again I learned of his sudden passing.

The picture was lost and I started thinking about the current artwork, which is a superimposition of a picture of blue agave with artificial lighting (an assemblage from my installation Omertà gave blue where the first Omertà concert took place) and this black and white picture of a nude female chest afflicted with a skin disease, taken by a skin writing artist at the end of the 19th century, an image that had been haunting me for a long time.

I guess the idea of the nude had carried on from my initial research.

Then, about two years ago, I saw on social networks a painting stemming from this photo series, the artist’s daughter had restarted her father’s work, mainly with the aim to settle his accounts and freeze his works. We had just recorded the second album and that revived the hope of doing the album cover from one of these paintings. It was a blown-out version of the photo, marouflage on canvas upon which layers of coloured wax let the image show through through subtle hues shifting with the light. I contacted her explaining the situation to her, she sent me a photo taken from her phone of the only painting in her possession, the others having already been sold, this one being from that point on part of a “collection particulière” (private collection). The wax, damaged by the fire, had melted and blistered, the photo underneath thus re-emerging… that is what appears on the album cover. After laborious communication, we couldn’t acquire a better quality picture.

It took a lot of work and patience to give it its current appearance… thanks to Corentin Perrichot, Samuel Antonin and Lionel Catelan!

How do you write the songs, where and whom do the ideas originate from?

Pierre Bujeau: When music meets lyrics, one can wonder which spawned the other. In Omertà, some of the texts written beforehand shaped the project’s musical environment, then quickly melodies were suggested, without direct relation to the words. Links appear between the two bodies, bringing about seemingly obvious connections. Musically, most tracks were built around basslines, themes that expand as all the band members bring forth their arrangements. There’s a bunch of us and in order to achieve a certain clarity, melodies and rhythms split between the various instruments, a bassline will fade out and make space for someone’s note, synths will complete the guitar line et cetera. In order to remember these fragile constructions, we write them down on music sheets, although ours look more like lifelines specifying each intervention, notated with signs, colours and patterns, sometimes incomprehensible the very next day… Each piece is a rather complicated mental construct.

Florence Giroud: Omertà’s words stem from an intimate collaboration between Raphaël Defour and myself.

Raphaël was the first person I shared my life with, we have shared a lot of ideas on music and writing, poetry in particular. He was a stage actor at the time, stage director, singer too, and wrote all the time inside little notebooks, songs, thoughts, love letters to me. He left his notes out in plain sight and I took subtle pleasure looking for them, reading them, linking them together in order to finally understand a loved one. The mystery remained however, and the ghost of this first love and first heartbreak still lights up my life. A planned edition of his texts and my visuals remains unfinished; though unable to let them go, they became the focus of a first performance in 2010, ‘Arcanum (with love)’ consisting of installations, music and voice, which lead my subsequent endeavours. This appropriation allowed me to accept the pain of separation and yearning, love was not death and kept on existing elsewhere in different ways. Without ever losing touch, we began to communicate through the filter of indirect correspondence, making up stories, allowing us to keep loving each other, exchanging freely and lightly through the most important thing for us, poetry.

Within that vibe, Raphaël Defour wrote the bulk of the lyrics on the first album, around stories of myths and disappearances that we told each other on the island I introduced him to; Corsica. In that specific place, Omertà acts like a form of therapy, unconsciously illustrated by the artwork on the two albums, both the body and the agave bear scars healed by sunlight, despite the passing of time the body is still naked yet protected, the Ace of hearts and the Ace of Spades, the strongest cards in the game.

What kind of ties do you have with pop music and French chanson?

Pierre Bujeau: Most of us have never played that type of music, we mostly come from instrumental music genres. Only Romain de Ferron actually has had experience with pop music, although all of us listen to it a great deal, whether French or international. It was therefore an interesting idea to have a go at this endeavour. Our external viewpoint as musicians lead us toward a music without specific reference, as if we were discovering a new one in which dissonance, chance and amazement, all of which are familiar to us, can as well get along unceremoniously with harmony, obviousness and composition.

In pop music, the language of choice for singing is often English as it is hard to accept other languages in such a standardized genre. Poetry resonates more readily in one’s own language, although one must discard standards.

Florence Giroud: I grew up around both and always listened to, or was exposed to both, a deep emotional bond in my case, as it might be for my generation. There is also something that has always fascinated me about the format, the way songs are built, the way they can make their mark on you within three minutes, put us into previously unimaginable states, such immense power…

The lyrics of Omertà are deeply intimate and often bring forth stories, feelings, experienced emotions, it wouldn’t make any sense to perform them in any other than my mother tongue.

I am neither a singer nor an actress, I am interested in building bridges, letting myself be caught by the music and adding words through my voice the same as a guitar chord, welcoming whatever comes. It’s a simple but very difficult idea, one must be able to accept vulnerability, exposure, awkwardness. The relation to nudity, the voice, and vulnerability touch me a great deal, they are what make us rare and complex as individuals, and through them we get as close as we can to a truth we know to be inaccessible but for a single reflection.

Compared to the previous record that came out in 2014, what has changed?

Florence Giroud: When we resumed working together in 2018, we brought back some old instrumentals with different words by Raphaël, rather unclassifiable stuff. In the meantime, an artist friend, Julia Kremer, had been writing poetry for another project and one of them was interpreted on the song Kremer & Bergeret.

Raphaël heard that we had reformed and sent me three songs he had written back when we lived together and a new one specifically for the record (‘Au Commencement’). ‘Collection Particulière’ is a kind of collage of these different vistas that do not make an organic whole but rather poetic fragments.

The first record was a stand-alone artefact, a world in itself upon which we no longer had control, we just let its follow-up come to us without knowing where it would lead to; a certain desire for “variety” was in the air, I think that we were simply in search of something, taking pleasure in experiencing chance, the unexpected and the unforeseen. The use of fragments allows this disruption of expectations.

Pierre Bujeau: On ‘Collection Particulière’, we accepted and therefore focused on the fact that we were intentionally playing pop music. The recording techniques and the sounds we were after made it possible to reach a certain precision, but the real change came with how we treated the vocals: finally taking lead, powerful, building upon the strength of its instrumental backing.

Jonathan joined us in 2018. His drumming style is fundamentally different from Mathieu’s, who works on variations over long sequences and rejects constraints, whereas Jonathan works in a metronomic style, the blacksmith and the watchmaker.

On the first album, Mathieu played his own home-made percussion whereas the second album sees Jonathan applying himself to a streamlined drumming style. The first album is thus a lot more organic than the second which is more structured.

Omertà | Photo by V. Mare, Paris April 2017

Plans and dreams for the future?

Florence Giroud: Strange but I have stopped believing in the word “Future”, which now seems totally devoid of meaning and life, as if it had been flouted, violated and trampled in the mud. I feel like we have been cheated on this one. The future, just like the past and the present, doesn’t really exist, what matters is to do what we have to do with whomever we like as long as we’re around. There’s six of us and it’s not simple to get together and feel the same desire, which is something we have never plotted, allowing us to keep ourselves and avoid losing a certain truth, if not a certain purity.