Growing up on a farm in rural Burgundy, the lure of music was stronger than a life of agriculture for Clémence Freschard; at 12 she started putting on gigs in the barn. At 18 she moved to Paris where she worked in a café, meeting regular customer Andre Herman Dune, the sterling lo-fi pop genius who has worked with FS favourite Françoiz Breut. He wrote some songs for Freschard. She then decamped to New York, where she picked up an old electric guitar and started writing her own material. Now a long-time resident of Berlin, her fifth album, Boom Biddy Boom, is out on the ace UK label WIAIWYA (Where It’s At Is Where You Are) on lovely orange vinyl and from her Bandcamp in. let’s face it, marginally less lovely digital formats. The album’s sung in a great accented English, with slack guitars and sparse instrumentation. It’s lovely stuff in any language.

(Thanks Adrian for this guestpost)

Written by guuzbourg

French girls, singing. No, sighing. Making me sigh. Ah.