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Live Featuring The Ghost Orchestra

by Laura Perrudin

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1.
Tough grim suns have sealed Their bleak blinding lids Of meaningless blue fields The void has appeared to sight Under that light that's so tight Under that light that's so tight It dazzles us to blindness Everything is so bright All I would like to find is A puddle of a night To flee that light that's so tight To flee that light that's so tight Evil tough blue in the sky Just to think I'm gonna die Under that light that's so tight Under that light that's so tight All I want to do here Is to hide or disappear It's a rough raging strife Between some meaning of life And that light that's so tight And that light that's so tight That endless noon is wrong It stifles me with its hands On my throat, I feel thronged I can't bear, I can't stand That damned light that's so tight That damned light that's so tight Evil tough blue in the sky Just to think I'm gonna die Under that light that's so tight Under that light that's so... Evil tough blue in the sky Just to think I'm gonna die Under that light that's so tight « Nice weather » they said. Well, they lied.
2.
What is this thing called magic ? What is this thing called art ? Maybe simply Ways To achieve changes Into consciousness. Transformative powers, Transformative forces, I shouldn't know about. Don't need any hat Don't need any cat Don't need any bat To know that. Don't need any toad Don't need any owl Don't need any crow To do so. And if I do And if I do And if I do And if I do... Just catch me And burn me Or drown me Disappear me For what I know (I should know less than you do...) For questioning norms (...and shape myself to your views) For being old (I should always remain...) Or being young (...under the care of a man) Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Witch ! Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Woman ! Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Witch ! Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Woman ! What is this thing called magic ? What is this thing called art ? Some knowledge of language ? Some science of symbols ? Relationships between Humans and their higher selves ? Some dangerous awareness I shouldn't know about.... Don't need any toad Don't need any owl Don't need any crow To do so. Don't need any hat Don't need any cat Don't need any bat To know that. And if I do And if I do And if I do And if I do... Just bully me And jail me Or kill me Disappear me For being ugly (I should always please your eye...) For being pretty (...but I should never entice) For owning my body (I should belong to you) For being free (My life just shouldn't be mine) Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Witch ! Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Woman ! Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Witch ! Wring Well the Wicked and Wrong Woman !
3.
It's a laborious drudgery To make myself understood by them When understanding's so easy And natural on the branch of our elm. And it is such an annoying task To hide weaknesses, fears and shames, to wear a mask, When I can so simply be true, Tell and show all of me to you (Like silence) What a gift, this peace I find here A shelter from despair and fear Living and growing like our tree The release a true love can be And how deeply exhausting it was To stay wary of getting invaded, judged or crushed, And how perpetually stifling it was To feel so lonely in the middle of a crowd. How could I bear the oppressive tie Of conventions, proper procedures and decorous lies When our world together's a sight So free and borderless and wide ? (And silent) What a gift, this peace I find here A shelter from despair and fear Living and growing like our tree : The release a true love can be.
4.
Inks - Live 03:40
Some poisons are antidotes Some poisons are antidotes Some poisons are antidotes Some poisons are antidotes Some panaceas To flush out your brain Some remedies For your mind to be drained Some Keys To unlock identities Some screens To shake off your enemies Some fake news In some burning rags To warm and heal you From the winter's bites Some arabesques From a quill to the milk Of a blank silk To soothe your troubled mind's mess Some poisons are antidotes Some poisons are antidotes Some poisons are antidotes Some poisons are antidotes Some poetics Beyond the lethal pages Names and roses And the laughs of Jesus Some brandy In a shy man's veins To set him free From his social chains Some stimulus Post-anesthesia recoveries Some cuts To protect from narcosis Some black jokes On mankind's slippery slope To paradoxically uncloak Some irrepressible hope Some poisons are antidotes Some poisons are antidotes Some poisons are antidotes Some poisons are antidotes
5.
From one dark side to another, Hypnotizing iron monsters Leave no chance to those who sight Their fascinating lethal light. From one dark side to another, Hypnotizing iron monsters Leave no chance to those who sight Their fascinating lethal light. From one dark side to another, The hypnotizing iron monster Left no chance to me.
6.
Snow and silence, your two old friends, Are rarefying like orangutangs. As delicacies they will soon be sold : Caviar will be less valuable, And they'll be more precious than gold. Better to hear this than be blind ? Better to hear that than be deaf ? Goodnight baby, close your window, Or maybe just go and follow snow. You walk through the city like a hunted beast Looking for some silence that doesn't exist Wondering if it remains a bloody place On this planet where you could hear... Well, anything else than human mess ? Better to hear this than be blind ? Better to hear that than be deaf ? Goodnight baby, close your window, Or maybe just go and follow snow. Whatever you do, I'll come and go. If you need silence, just go and follow snow.
7.
Est-ce vraiment l'automne qui prend fin aujourd'hui? Je voudrais que soudain cette mer s'épanche Et que de plus loin les méduses nous épient Que le crépuscule lentement s'endimanche Mais l'amour et la haine cheminent à l'envie Comme ton image est lointaine Le venin du doute coule dans mes veines De ton visage ne reste qu'une ombre incertaine La nature bourgeonne prématurément Les idiots en jubilent sans retenue L’indécrottable optimisme bienséant La retraite et la colère contenue S'affrontent et se flattent sur un sol mouvant Comme ton image est lointaine Le venin du doute coule dans mes veines De ton visage ne reste qu'une ombre incertaine Ton absence vénéneuse cette automne L'incertitude et l'imagination Lentement, discrètement m'empoisonnent Et je me délecte de ce poison Et de l'existence qui grogne Comme ton image est lointaine Le venin du doute coule dans mes veines De ton visage ne reste qu'une ombre incertaine
8.
Am I supposed to be beautiful ? Am I supposed to mean something ? Am I supposed to be understood ? Or just to be entertaining ? Am I supposed to calm you down ? Am I supposed to wake you up ? Am I supposed to make you dance ? Am I supposed to turn you on ? From dances to lullabies, From prayers, marches to battle-cries : I don't know if I am supposed to be sung Or to be howled. I changed the world so many times I set you free with a few rhymes I healed your solitude and pain I made you smile and strong again I am as old as humanity And I belong to everybody I belong to laughs, sweat or tears And I am stronger than frontiers So if I come from your throat So if I come from your guts So if I come from your heart So if I come from your cuts Then why do you sell me As a pimp sells his whore ? I can't handle being empty, And bland anymore. From dances to lullabies, From prayers, marches to battle-cries : I don't know what I'm supposed to be... From dances to lullabies, From prayers, marches to battle-cries : I don't know if I am supposed to be sung Or to be howled.
9.
We have seen so many things Around the world, we travelled, Many things we could teach You if you'd take time To look at us carefully. We have stories to tell, Premonitions to reveal But we are just cogs in the wheel, « Solve et coagula » Is our serene fate. We let the wind change our shape, We know how beautiful It is when things change, Our bodys are mirages They just live in your eyes But our powers are true. Oh don't fight against time But slowly dance with it, Let your tears flow to earth Let the wind lead your feet. We are the architects Of a realm where the birds Perpetually relearn To find their pathways Into moody mazes. We are light players Painting new scapes all day long, We play to hide and seek With the moon and the sun, The stars and the mountains. Our shadows are shelters, We carry promises Of relief to the trees, To the thirsty weeds and the flowers, To the frogs and the fields, To the forests and the grasses And we have some advice Oh don't fight against time But slowly dance with it, Let your tears flow to earth, Let the wind lead your feet.
10.
How was the driver of your cab today ? Are you satisfied ? How was the service of your lunch today ? Did you enjoy ? How was the state of cleanliness today ? Did you enjoy ? How was the delivery man today ? Are you satisfied ? Grade ? Grade ? Grade ? Give a grade ! Give a grade ! Push me ! Push me ! Push me ! Push me ! Push ! Happy, mid-happy, mid-sad or sad ? And was the welcome on board smiley enough today ? Did you enjoy ? What about the disappearance of your trash today ? Are you satisfied ? And was everything comfortable enough today ? Did you enjoy ? Did the invisible slaves honor their king today ? Discreetly enough ? Are you satisfied ? Grade ? Grade ? Grade ? Give a grade ! Give a grade ! Push me ! Push me ! Push me ! Push me ! Push ! Happy, mid-happy, mid-sad or sad ? What about your security experience today ? (Are you satisfied ?) How was your body cavity search today ? (Did you enjoy ?) What about the feeling of safety of the space today ? (Are you satisfied ?) The size of the army's assault rifles today ? (Big enough?) The global surveillance of your life today ? (Are you satisfied ?) Have you been filmed and tracked and filed enough ? (Do you feel secure enough ?) Happy, mid-happy, mid-sad or sad ?

about

Chanteuse, harpiste, compositrice, productrice et autrice, Laura Perrudin se nourrit de jazz depuis l’enfance et étudie très tôt la musique classique tout en explorant de front les musiques électroniques et expérimentales, le hip-hop, la soul, la pop et à peu près tout ce qui fait du bruit. Formée auprès de nombreux musiciens de sa Bretagne natale, elle part ensuite à la recherche de nouvelles perspectives à New York et à Paris.

Elle cherche à ouvrir les possibilités de la harpe à un langage plus vaste et en trouve une première clef en 2008 : le luthier Philippe Volant lui construit une « harpe chromatique à cordes alignées ». Les limitations harmoniques des harpes celtique et classique ayant longtemps été vécues comme étouffantes comparées à la liberté offerte par le piano qu'elle pratique en autodidacte, cet instrument naissant lui permet enfin d’utiliser un langage harmonique plus complexe sur la harpe. Quelques années plus tard, un instrument conçu sur-mesure pour elle voit le jour : la harpe chromatique électrique. Elle lui permet aujourd'hui de s'aventurer dans des univers sonores électriques et électroniques aux spectres très larges, évoquant Amon Tobin, Björk ou encore Flying Lotus, tout en empruntant les chemins sinueux des harmonies impressionnistes d'un Debussy ou d'un Wayne Shorter.

Remarquée dès 2015 et la sortie de son premier album « Impressions », par le Monde, la BBC, FiP ou les Inrocks, elle produit « Poisons & Antidotes » en 2017 : ovni pop et expérimental aux frontières d'une soul teintée d'electronica et d'un jazz-folk impressionniste. L’album repose exclusivement sur l'utilisation originale de sa harpe chromatique électrique, utilisée tantôt comme un instrument de percussion, tantôt comme un générateur de matières sonores abstraites. Avec « Perspectives & Avatars » paru en 2020, elle creuse le sillon d’une pop, de plus en plus soul, électrique et dansante en compagnie de Philippe Katerine, Becca Stevens, Mélissa Laveaux, Emel Mathlouthi, ou encore du batteur Ian Chang (Son Lux, Moses Sumney). Il s’appuie sur un concept d'écriture où chaque chanson est un personnage, un avatar.


THE GHOST ORCHESTRA : C'est qui / quoi ?


Laura Perrudin chante, joue, arrange et produit en direct sa musique orchestrale grâce à une installation surprenante dite "Orchestre Fantôme".

Grâce à un dispositif scénique tentaculaire incluant pédales d'effets, laptop, looper multi-pistes et objets mécaniques pour augmenter sa harpe et sa voix, chaque son peut être traité, spatialisé, enregistré / bouclé, et diffusé dans différents objects sonores (dont une caisse claire et une grosse caisse), déployant ainsi de vastes et luxuriants paysages.

Le tout est mixé en live par Jérémy Rouault comme s'il mixait un véritable groupe.

Cette performance de live-looping virtuose et jusqu'au-boutiste (n'utilisant aucun son pré-produit, aucun métronome ni quantization) a été enregistrée à l'Antipode à Rennes et est devenu un live-album : « Featuring the Ghost Orchestra ».

Jonglant avec les vitesses de lecture de son looper, accélérant et ralentissant le temps jusqu'à le retourner, Laura Perrudin donne vie à son abstract-beat artisanal en tordant l'audio au fur et à mesure qu'elle le fabrique. La harpe et la voix de Laura Perrudin sont les cœurs battants d'un vaste écosystème électroacoustique et poétique ressemblant à un étrange poulpe argenté géant.

Tout y est mouvant, évolutif, vivant. Ici, musique électronique ne rime pas avec automatisation : la performance repose sur le geste humain au présent. Laura Perrudin propose une musique électronique faite maison et de produits on ne peut plus frais et locaux, récoltés à même le plateau.



Nourrie de ses nombreuses collaborations (Becca Stevens, Salami Rose Joe Louis, Théo Ceccaldi, Anne Paceo, Austin Wintory, Fabian Almazan, les chorégraphes Pilot Fishes...) et bien souvent accompagnée de son acolyte ingénieur du son Jérémy Rouault, Laura Perrudin ne cesse d'inventer de nouvelles formes en solo ou en groupes. D'un album et d'une performance à l'autre, elle pousse les murs qui séparent les esthétiques, la pop de l'expérimental, la production de l'organique, l'écriture de l'improvisation, le vocal de l'instrumental, la musique du reste.


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Harpist, singer-songwriter and producer Laura Perrudin first came to the limelight in 2015 with the release of her first album Impressions, prompting reviews in Le Monde, the BBC, FiP and Les Inrocks. Poisons & Antidotes followed in 2017 – a pop phenomenon blending soul music with electronica and experimental folk, based on the original use of the electric chromatic harp, an instrument created just for her. Using her unique voice to delve into all kinds of research and electronic manipulations, Laura’s very personal universe materializes wonderfully during concerts where her perfect geek panoply swells to higher effects using pedals, objects, laptop and multitrack loopers to boost both her harp and voice.

She has performed for the french and international live circuits, attending indie events for groundbreaking artists (Transmusicales - Rennes, Eurosonic Noorderslag - Groningen, Lincoln Center Atrium – NYC, PopKultur Festival - Berlin, The Great Escape - Brighton, MaMA - Paris…) and taking on the most prestigious jazz scenes (Antique Jazz Theater in Vienne, Winterjazz Fest - NYC, EFG London Jazz fest, Jazz à la Villette, Paris Jazz Festival...).

Perspectives & Avatars, her last album, was released in October 2020. In it, she is digging deeper into pop, soul, electric and danceable music. Her direct, straightforward poetry is like a role play, enabling her to switch points of view and put on a variety of masks. With her subjective camera in hand, Laura relates the existential considerations and obsessions of a wolf, a cloud, a song, a satisfaction survey or even a witch about to be burned alive.
Perspectives & Avatars is an album of songs featuring such prestigious guests as Philippe Katerine, Mélissa Laveaux, Becca Stevens, Emel Mathlouthi, drummer Ian Chang (Son Lux, Moses Sumney). It is based on a simple concept, whereby each song is a character – an avatar.


Brought up on a diet of jazz, Laura Perrudin studied classical music from an early age. Her wide ranging interests also include electronic music, soul and hip-hop. She trained alongside musicians from her native Brittany before her personal journey took her to other fruitful encounters in Paris and New York. Seeking to increase the possibilities of the harp and find a richer harmonic language, she found an opening in 2008, when luthier Philippe Volant built her a chromatic pedal-less harp with a single row of strings, enabling her to bring the sinuous harmonies of her compositions to life. She continued on her adventurous musical path with the electric chromatic harp, an instrument that was tailor-made for her. With it, she ventures into sound worlds evoking Amon Tobin, Björk and Flying Lotus, as well as the winding, impressionistic harmonies of Debussy, Ravel or Wayne Shorter



THE GHOST ORCHESTRA : Who / What is it ?


Laura Perrudin sings, plays, arranges and produces her very personal orchestral live music thanks to her custom-made live setup : "The Ghost Orchestra".

Each sound she makes with her harp and her voice can be processed with effect pedals and mechanical objects, spatialized, recorded and looped, deploying wide and wild soundscapes.

In order to give each sound its own physical identity, sounds are rooted in different amps or are transmitted to a snare and a bass drum which react to the audio, creating the feeling that they are playing by themselves
Her immersive “Ghost Orchestra” sound in three dimensions is mixed by Jérémy Rouault as he would mix an actual orchestra.

Warping time up and down, backward and forward to make the whole picture alive and ever-evolving, Laura Perrudin's playing and singing are the beating hearts of a wide electroacoustic and poetic ecosystem that looks like a strange giant Octopus

Using no pre-produced sound, no metronome or quantization, her virtuoso live-looping differs from predictable automated forms. Everything is moving, mutating. Her artisanal electronic music is about the present human gesture.

This performance became a live-album : "Featuring the Ghost Orchestra" ».

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released May 19, 2023

Laura Perrudin : voix, harpe chromatique électrique, effets, live-looping et rooting

Enregistré en live à l'Antipode (Rennes) les 23 et 24 Octobre 2021 par Jérémy Rouault

Mixé et masterisé par Jérémy Rouault à Full Size Panda (Rennes)

Textes, composition, arrangement, production et artwork : Laura Perrudin


Equipe live :

Jérémy Rouault / Mathieu Fisson : son
Tristan Begasse / Thibaut Galmiche : lumière

Conception et fabrication de la harpe chromatique électrique : Philippe Volant - harpe-volant.fr
Conception du logiciel de live-looping multi-pistes « Repetito » : Mathieu Pavageau - repetito.com
Conception et fabrication de la « Fritamix » (Machine magique mélangeuse, pré-amplificatrice, splitteuse, adaptatrice d’impédance et amplificatrice de signal) : Jean-Louis Gourdonneau

Accueil son Antipode : Clément Champigny
Régie salle Antipode : Anne Dubos

Remerciements : Clément Lemennicier, Laurent Carrier, L'Antipode à Rennes, L'Astrada Marciac, La Nouvelle Vague à Saint Malo, La Grande Boutique à Langonnet, Le Moulin à Sons à Loudéac, Centre culturel Mosaïque à Collinée

à la mémoire de Jean-Louis Gourdonneau

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