Fulano

Arlette Jecquier makes this album. It's a fine experimental album full of all the avant quirkiness one would expect from a band channeling Zappa and Magma at the same time, but really, it's her vocals that hold it all together and raise the bar of excellence. Or that's just my bias talking, because I have a weak spot for weird female vocals, the more off-putting the better. Not to say this is all off-putting. The band is comfortable with experimental, structureless space as much as it follows clear synth- and bass-driven melodic lines.