Listing the many delights of the remaining 13 tracks would be a pointless exercise - just listen, enjoy and discover the many looped elements, found sounds and little snatches of actual music, and on repeat listens, hear something different every time - that's the enduring magic of Tazartès' music for me. His singing is a constant joy in whatever form it takes - plaintive wailing, throaty droning, or rasping Dada-esque nonsense in one of his comic personae. Don't miss the spoken word closing track, intoned in English - "All animals have a personality, a personality, a personality... I'm a dancer, I'm a dancer, moving on a stage, moving on a stage...". A memorably bizarre ending to a magnificent, absolutely essential record.
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