Trailer Park

Sometimes you're at a friend's place who says : "Hey, check out this record, it's awesome! A good French rock band" Then you might want to reply that such a thing doesn't exist (specially after having endured his French atmospheric metal band or his French Celtic ska band) but that's when he brings out the latest Dead Pop Club album and when you reconsider the quality of your friend's musical tastes.

Born in Val-de-Marne (somewhere between Illinois and California), Dead Pop Club is a band born to bring back sincerity and credibility to French rock (and needless to say that the task is huge). Now beyond the age of spending their Saturday afternoons buying new pairs of jeans, they can't seem to be able to part with all of their teenage obsessions, like Robert Crumb comic books, the Ramones albums, UFO's sightings and drinking beers with your pals.

After a first EP and two remarkable albums ("Superpower" and "Autopilot Off"), Dead Pop Club come back today, still in English and with power pop melodies. Don't worry, their album was NOT mastered in New York by Howie Weinberg, nor in Dallas by Saul Johnson (who, by the way, does not exist). Other great news : no featuring on this record, courtesy of nobody. It was all conceived under the good willed and professional eye of Fred Norguet, because you don't change a winning team. Still a bit teenagers, but the DPC knew how to take the time to thoroughly work on their third one "Trailer Park" \ a record which shows that passing years didn't make them any quieter. The influences that made the band's originality are still there (Samiam, Foo Fighters, Weezer...). As punk as pop, their tracks have never been as sharp and urgent, even obvious ("What are we getting out of this?", "Stupid Kid", "Monroeville"...). Melancholy also has its share and you can almost hear tears falling from the guitars on "No More Heroes".

Last fortress against adulthood, Dead Pop Club's rock inexorably moves forward, guided by the strongest faith and a tenacious insouciance summed up in the fugacity of songs lasting between two and four minutes. Last but not least info sent by the band's singer/guitarist Olivier : "The CD also includes a 26 min short movie, between The Blair Witch Project and Max Pécas". No SMS could ever better sum up the universe of Dead Pop Club.