Raunchy, near-orgasmic groans punctuate the absolutely NSFW (and probably not suitable for home working, either) ‘Kilometer’ and ‘Pomme’. It’s impossible, in fact, to overstate how very French this record is. Wouldn’t it be nice to be leaning on the gilded railings of a juliet balcony right now, overlooking the sprawling rooftops of Paris? Potentially accessorised with a cigarette and some description of silken dressing gown, and the leftover crumbs of a heartily enjoyed croissant? Emerging from semi-lockdown, it sounds like the dream – and often, I find myself sticking on Sebastien Tellier’s slinky 2008 synth-pop record ‘Sexuality’ to conjure up a bit of French discotheque mystique.
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