Miss Violetta Beauregarde’s second album is a testament to the power of mental malevolence and bargain electronics. Odi Profanum Vulgus Et Arco (Latin for “I hate the common crowd and I spurn them”) is a 16 song, 19 and a half minute barrage of misanthropic genre splicing.
The opening “Flanger When You Die” has Alec Empire’s fervour and Le Tigre’s knowing vindictive. “How To Use a Good Idea Till it Turns Into a Bad Idea” plays with Knife worthy bop automation. On the charmingly titled “Adolf Hitlers Emotional Side,” Violetta screams “Photoshop will save us all.” That’s possibly the defining moment of an album that dances around the proverbial world’s grave. “Try To Understand This One” swims in Budakhan Mindphone infested waters. The “Laquiete Remix” of “Albanian on Radar” blends Tomas Brinkmann with the Breeders’ “Cannonball” fed through rabid playback. “I’m the Tiennamen Square Guy and You All Are the Fucking Tanks” evokes Nic Endo and the Sugababes. “Indie Bad, Gabber Good” is nineteen seconds suitably Smojphaced.
“We Had a Riot Doing Diacetylmorphine” is forgiven for the rubbish drug title because it’s so good and undecipherable. Fans of physical and sonic brakes (breaks?) and disco will love this to death. It seems fairly clear that there isn’t a sincere moment on this record, aside from a uniform downward smirk towards everything. “I Cant Believe, Hedgehogs Have A Bone Inside Their Cock” and “The Unbearable Lightness of a Farm Tractor” get the big love for their very entitlement. The latter gives shouts to wombats, otters and guinea pigs, and advocates “throwing stones at H&M’s.” I think I’m in love with an image. “The Dirt Between My Feet’s Fingers” repays an obvious Tom Jenkinson-shaped debt with playful invention. “Amelie Free Youth” could be “Come To Daddy” for horrible fairground sickness. “Welcome to the Land of Quality Snare” is listenable if you like being chased by dogs and answering machines.
This album touches on brilliance several times over. Despite Miss V B’s studious efforts to turn a few heads in shock, I’m truly touched. She might just be a very well executed mannequin for gentrified bleep geeks of a certain age to obsess over, but there’s enough personality in the make up to transcend obnoxiousness.
Alec Empire – The Destroyer
Sugababes – Taller In More Ways
Aphex Twin – Smojphace EP