It still rocks though and has a great drive. I like it!

Hell yeah……way to garage it up!

4 on the floor drums and garage/mod raunchiness, and somehow it all works out in the middle. I’ve been listening to the Who quite a bit as of late, and the White Album, how on earth did you know?

I’m really glad you did this. I looked at this before I did my Pitx mix and felt it was another great vibe but needed the right vocal to go with it.

It now has the right vocal!

Great and grundgy and an all round dirty affair!!

This is so much fun! - reminds me of Saturday afternoon jam sessions in small town watering holes on the western Canadian prairies. Those were the days …

Yeah, its nice and raw, nice bit of attitude. Very happy listening to this.

Genius..genius…I really love you in “rockeuse”..
“J’aime bien quand tu es en colère..”

Ha,ha,ha
this is f****** cool (this the second time i m using the word F****** today)

Rock on!

what a release - I wish every “bad” girl was as good as you. I really got the impression of a very contemporary “La belle Dame sans merci” - all in black, sunglasses at night, sitting at the cafe, snuffing out a cigarette butt and licking her lips in triumph. Rave, Rage and Rock on.

Fantastic, just fantastic! I read the lyrics for this one a few days ago and didn’t get around to listening until tonight, but even the lyrics floored me. You are one amazing woman. You definitely should let it all loose more often, you can more than get away with it :-). Two lit lighters up!

Didn’t hear this until today because i’ve been in vacations. It has been a great surprise for me, when i uploaded wicked noodles i couldn’t imagine that somebody could sing with it because it is “very instrumental”, but you have realized an excellent work. I like a lot:
1. The voice and melody. No frills, one of the most fresh and energic pellas i’ve heard in the site.
2. The beats that you added, they’re like the salt in a food.
3. That you were a secret fan of me and the Breakfast at Tiffany’s style photo :-)

Thanks

Nice work Ms. Trouz. I’ve said this many times before but I’ll say it again. You really have your own unique sound. I always look forward to hearing more material and ideas from you. : )

“Enid!”, he said, with exasperation dripping from his voice like condensation on a glass of Nebraska iced tea, “you can’t just go waltzing into every dank bar in the Latin Quarter asking French strangers how to get to the Louvre!”

She brought him to silence with a quick pantomimed “shush!” and an index finger raised like a pointer.

“Harold, they’re singing in English! In English! This is the first place we’ve been where the people don’t pretend they don’t speak English!”

Something in the throbbing sound called to him, like a lamb calling to a lost lion cub.

“It may be English, Enid”, he replied, “but the most French English I’ve ever heard. Do you hear that talk? It’s, it’s….French! Positively, obscenely, French! French sung in English!”

She started to tap her fingers on the coach purse “French, English,
whatever”, she screamed, her voice a nasal wail above even the raucous rhythm, “it’s REAL music, it’s MC5, it’s punk, it’s our teenage years!”

“Enid, there ain’t no Moors with blue finger marks on their throats in MY LP collection”, Harold whined with all the confidence of a man who believed he lived in a nation of whiners.

“Harold, don’t you get it?” she screamed, with a force he found frightening and titillating, “we CAME to Paris for this, and nothing but this! We didn’t come for the Louvre, or the boat on the Seine, or great big houses owned by people with very small minds. We came for this wildness, for this gut-check thing, for this thing we used to have when we rode in your Chevy and we didn’t have tuition to pay. We came to really LIVE, and right here, right now, right between us, this is living!”

He looked at her, confused. Then he took her by the hand, squeezed her fingers gently while she tapped out the beat on her Coach purse, and then led her in the general direction of the Eiffel Tower.
But who can say what impact art can have? That night, over dinner, dawn broke upon his countenance like so many sunny marital intimate thoughts.

I love it when you have fun like this. The vocal fx work very well here.

Weeks ago I was on an exposition of former (70s) disco_s in my home area with an afterwards disco/party where all the former djs put their records on the turntable. I am not sure yet, but I really feel this amazing track was beneath all these wonderful RocknRoll tracks, or coud have been! :-)

really enjoyed every minute of this! what can I say, lost for words??! excellent work!!