LA MOYENNE (vinyl)

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"LA PIETÀ USES HER SHARP PEN AND DOESN'T MINCE WORDS." --- CULTURE BOX France 2/3/4/5/O---. "A WORK DOOMED TO REIGN." --- LONGUEUR D'ONDES ---. La Pietà hits, screams, asserts. She also caresses. La Pietà speaks to the gut and the heart, with the rage of punk and the poetry of slam. It's an overflow of extreme emotions felt over a few years that has transformed La Pietà forever. This harshness, this verbal roughness is no more directed against society than against herself. It is simply the primal expression of a brain that refuses to go in circles in its cage. La Pietà is a struggle, a punk version of a Michelangelo statue, a social network status that would raise its middle finger to all consensus. La Pietà is raw but never abrupt, enraged but always sensitive, volcanic and sometimes graceful. La Pietà is a scratch, ready to apply balm to anyone who can listen by looking within themselves. "Outsider, brutal, fatal, a primal cry that shook and destabilized the public and professionals." --- DIDIER VARROD, FRANCE INTER ---. "La Pietà crosses the rage of punk and the verve of rap, she is a ball of energy that boxes with words and sounds." --- TSUGI ---. It's a cry. A raw wound. A despair carried by light. La Pietà hits, screams, asserts. She also caresses. La Pietà speaks to the gut and the heart, with the rage of punk and the poetry of slam. It's an overflow of extreme emotions felt over a few years that has transformed La Pietà forever. "If rage is a motor, then I might go far," she chants on "Jusqu'ici tout va bien." This harshness, this verbal roughness is no more directed against society than against herself. It is simply the primal expression of a brain that refuses to go in circles in its cage. "La Moyenne," "Tapez," "Ma Guerre est Finie" are neither complaints nor poetic-dripping wanderings: they are personal pamphlets, slaps given to others as much as to oneself, texts of a darkness that never forgets that giving up on light is the first of all cowardice. La Pietà is a struggle, a punk version of a Michelangelo statue, a social network status that would raise its middle finger to all consensus. La Pietà is raw but never abrupt, enraged but always sensitive, volcanic and sometimes graceful. La Pietà is a scratch, ready to apply balm to anyone who can listen by looking within themselves. La Pietà roars her punk-text-electro-rap (whoever sticks the right musical label on it earns their weight in slaps). For three years, La Pietà has been exploding on stage, all over the country. These live moments are tense, shadowed, provocative, festive, conducive to communion. It is this same paradox that pulses like an artery at the heart of La Pietà, whether electric or piano-voice, a stage formula that gives even more depth to the lyrics. After three angry EPs in the form of chapters where she advanced masked, both on stage and symbolically, La Pietà reveals her true face with "La Moyenne," her first album, in April 2020. The publication of a novel will follow closely. A fiction that we guess is very personal, where her dizzying pen can express itself in silence, as if to offer new subtitles to the musical arrangements of Anthony Bellevrat and Vincent Choquet. It's a whisper. A caress. A hope that makes its way through a minefield. --- Arnaud De Vaubicourt ---.