What a record. Delighted to have the very last dead stock copies of the debut Rose Mercie album, released in 2018 via the now defunct Monofonus Press label. A Paris-based, all-female (important info imo) four piece, Rose Mercie were active from 2013, but remained somewhat under the radar for much of their existence, perhaps because it took five years to get a record out. Musically, it's a mystery why they weren't universally adored. RM favoured a skeletal, multi-vocal version of post-punk undercut with a chiming and atonal no wave quality. Most impressively is the emotional punch, the droining melodies seeking out real beauty amidst the strum, thrum and klang, which feels distinctly feminine in its dextrous touch. As such, they hit a very sweet spot somewhere between Electrelane, Rosa Yemen and Heavens to Betsy, which is a hell of a space to find yourself. Genuine lost classic material. Handful of copies. When they're gone, they're gone for good.
