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MELO 088LP
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Melodic presents the debut solo album from Georges Vert. Georges Vert remembers precisely the moment that the unmistakable whirr of a Raymond Scott Electronium synth drifted through the bay windows of his dusty, manuscript-strewn Parisian apartment and, for the first time, into his ears. The very next day, he quit his job as a classical score transposer, where he'd worked since fleeing the sleepy Normandie town he'd grown up in, Gathemo. The day after, he landed a job composing synth parts for anyone and everyone. Some years later comes the culmination of a lifetime's obsession -- an inspired, riotous nu-electro record that transports you by the scruff of your neck to disco-era late-night loft parties, to the inside of Giorgio Moroder's head as he hallucinates a Los Angeles police shoot-out, to a future that hasn't happened yet, full of wonder and neon. Influenced by Air, as well as fellow Frenchmen Roger Roger, Nino Nardini and Bernard Fevre, and German Italo producers like Michael Cretu, the composer describes himself as "old enough to know better but really too young to die." Which is just as well, because an exciting future beckons following this long-overdue solo debut album. Like the man himself, it's an unpredictable listen -- its volatile side a reflection of a charismatic eccentric. These days he spends his time between London, Manchester and that same Paris apartment where it all began, carrying with him wherever he goes a Fender Jazz bass. Where he goes next, though, when this album lands in clubs and stereos this summer, one can only imagine.
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