Eureka moments come in 5's for the diligent soundrepreneurs behind W0RK. They've somehow managed to dramatically repurpose technically sound user engagement, all while competently conceptualizing corporate synergy. In other words, W0RK is at it again, and this time around they mean business!

Guillaume’s photography series has accomplished capturing and presenting a rare array of feelings with simplicity, tact, and a soft delivery. The Oven Man has given us another view of what will be recorded in the history books (electronic tablets) of this pandemic. A perspective seared into emulsion though a magnifying glass. We have a chance to feel our context which is flying off like a translucent bag in the wind. What’s true now is moving. We’re already onto the next.

I took the small streets of Belleville, and I had passed in front of a very chic storefront of a bakery which irresistibly sucked me in and spat me out with a small turquoise paper bag in hand and 16 euros less in my wallet. Inside, a Galette des Rois ("Kings cake"), a frangipane cake to be precise, still hot and smelling so good. Was it this delicious smell that served as a cerebral trigger which made me think of my friend, Marius, who couldn’t have smelled such a good smell, having temporarily lost his sense of smell as a result of the nasty Corona?

In 2018, two very enthusiastic friends of mine, Kyle Day and Marius Atherton, showed me a mixtape, trembling with excitement. Junkdrawer’s “Dunce Party” was assembled by Josh Lindenfelzer, visual artist, dummer and mixtape master, who put together 59 minutes of obscure tunes and odd sounds.

Melancholy dreams and bedroom gazing. As I listen I feel a cold exhilaration and ponder life in the city. Any city. Close my eyes and smell the indica and incense wafting out of my speakers.

A year ago, a certain Raytrack posted these 4 videos on YouTube, showing the 3 guys from Parking Lot with smiles on their faces, still hot as homemade croissants, crispy on the outside and tender in the inside, still hot from the beginning of the band and their first tour approaching… [emotional pause] Their music makes a certain string vibrate in me that is hard to name, but that I can try to describe...

Alaïs Raslain is amazing at creating deep and intricate worlds of colors. She has been working on landscapes for a while, and this is the first time she makes a comic, telling a story of hers. 

For a long time I could feel the devil’s icy fork prodding and poking into my loins. It’s only now that I can give that sensation a name: the devil’s blues.

Here is the new Maraudeur album. It's called Puißance 4, which immediately reminded me of the game Puissance 4 (Power 4) that I played with some old people that my mother would pay to look after me. Figuring out why Maraudeur titled their album in reference to this shit game is beyond me, so I will instead try to explain why I find this album to be gr8.

1: Ah man, I'm so tired of these lockdowns! 2: Boop! 1: Boop? 2: Yeah, The Boop ! 1: Come on...what are you on about? 2: Well, the Boop is Danny's sidetracked project... 1: Sidetracked..? 2: Yeah, sidetracked, anyway, during 2nd lockdown when he was living alone in this Parisian flat and... 1: Oh yeah, that reminds me when I was... 2: Oh shush please...just take a listen to this!