Faire Plays - Premier Amour / Toujours Paris

Behind the stage fronted by hyperpop sensations and other 2020’s reinterpretations of early 21^st century pop, the post-modern meat grinder is sometimes unpredictable. Even once reconstructed the cultural influences that went through it, the result of Faire Plays’ experimentations is still hard to pin down, an indecipherable synthesis of TikTok slop and indiscriminate testimonies of love for high and low brow cultural artifacts: Cher, Caroline Shaw, PSG, Squeezie, Pierre Bastien and Orelsan.

Opening their physical discography, “Premier Amour” is a chopped & screwed song about impossible love, saved from Covid-era online limbos. Even the duo's mischievous bleeps, glitches and its tongue-in-cheek lyrics can't hide the obvious, that the eyes that bathe in the blue lights of our screens are wet with tears shed over MSN convos and hearbreaking DM's. 

“Toujours Paris” is another love song - sort of - dedicated to Paris (and possibly, secretly, to its renowned football team). Like hyper-real avatars of a modern day DJ Screw, Faire Plays sculpts the digital material of our online lives into a miniature stadium hymn, unapologetically sung in French, delivered in the compulsory bittersweet manner anything related to Paris should have. Please meet your new favourite French electro-pop duo (RIP Les Daft Punk): Les Faire Plays. (Mint: wholesale: shops, contact us)