Fresh off the release of her solo debut My Friend, Glock’d EP is the latest release from French musician Chloe Raunet aka C.A.R. Formerly of the electro-wave trio Battant, C.A.R delves into a more delicate, off-kilter, almost-pop sound that has gained support across the board, including the likes of Erol Alkan and Andrew Wetherall. As the NTS radio show she co-hosts – Latete Atoto – confirms, Raunet’s taste is diverse; spanning post-punk, psychedelic disco and synth-pop, she drenches her solo work with sounds from all over.
The tough edges of her previous work have been softened somewhat into a vignette of an EP that is as charming as it is cynical, with Raunet’s leaden vocals complimented by unpolished and under-produced percussions and jilting synths. Indeed, the handcrafted nature of ‘Glock’d’ and ‘Silk’ draw out their tenderness further. Hiding behind a neutral acronym and flashes of irony, Raunet is never totally bare, yet the EP is still charged with an angst and dejection that gives it its emotional weight, the live recording of ‘Silk’ being especially melancholic.
Part B rounds off the release with remixes that forge the transition from introspective electro into something more dancefloor-ready. Manfredas’ vocal remix of ‘Angelina’ is particularly impressive; landing in no distinct category, it thumps, clashes and wobbles in a ‘cross between a panzer and Rondo Veneziano on acid’, confirming why it was both Midland and Ivan Smagghe’s biggest tracks of last year. The Asphodells, too, rework ‘Glock’d’ into a brooding ten-minute long epic of stomping drums and distant vocals, voyaging through what can only be described as Chloe’s dark mind.
Despite its downcast moments, Glock’d is an EP that truly warms to you. It’s a short, sharp, cathartic release, self-conscious and sensational. C.A.R has woven together – in both the EP and its previous album – something quite timeless that nods both to sixties girl bands, eighties synth-pop and so much beyond. Whilst this this solo project is still in its youth, her visual and sonic left-field edge is enduringly captivating.
Words: Josie Roberts