The Omakase series continues, hooking our mouths to our ears with its delicious French sonic delectus, likening its releases to favourite bitesized foods. This time residents Antoine Quesnel and Traumer (tka Antraum) stop by for another minimal sashimi overload, dealing in variously raw, diced and parceled foodstuffs: Koisuru marries stolid, breathy femme vocals and unassuming bass movements below ("you just stare into me... I was paralysed... you pull me in to kiss... I've got no reason to exist...") while Onnanoko and Dogu digest the B with two further wasabi washdowns, transitioning to a harder, heel-and-toe heft. Review © juno.co.uk
12” | Omakase | France
The Omakase series continues, hooking our mouths to our ears with its delicious French sonic delectus, likening its releases to favourite bitesized foods. This time residents Antoine Quesnel and Traumer (tka Antraum) stop by for another minimal sashimi overload, dealing in variously raw, diced and parceled foodstuffs: Koisuru marries stolid, breathy femme vocals and unassuming bass movements below ("you just stare into me... I was paralysed... you pull me in to kiss... I've got no reason to exist...") while Onnanoko and Dogu digest the B with two further wasabi washdowns, transitioning to a harder, heel-and-toe heft. Review © juno.co.uk
12” | Omakase | France
