I first found La Femme, when they released Psycho Tropical Berlin in 2014. They had me at the title; I assumed it would be French and psychedelic, both things I love, like I love the Serge Gainsbourg's 1971 concept album Histoire de Melody Nelson. I also have a thing for Berlin, even though I've never been there, but because it seems like anything is possible there -- that it is counter-culture primordial soup. And because, at least for the moment, it seems the city exists outside of global power struggles, the kind that extract large rents from land and labor, pushing artists and cultural-workers to the outskirts, eventually reshaping the human-landscape.
Psycho Tropical Berlin is French psychedelic electro-surf-rock, it is upbeat and it moves. The Album won a major French award equivalent to a Grammy -- that is, a Victoire for Album Révélation of the Year. I sometimes listen to the album on repeat, but especially the songs It's Time to Wake Up 2023, Nous Etions Duex, Les Blues de Francoise.
Mystere is their latest album. More than any others, I've played the haunting, melodic La Vide est ton nouveau prenom, the hypnotic surf rock Ou va le Monde, and the hip-hop meets Bridget Bardot, Excorsior.