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DEDE is my new soul-mate, she’s just currently..how to put this..unaware..of it, at the present moment. But mark my words, someday when we run into each other in Paris, at dusk perhaps, while snapping photos during an homage at Serge’s graffiti covered home on the rue de Verneuil, we’ll lock heavily eye-linered eyes and just know. Soon thereafter we’ll be gabbing about the best drugstore false eyelashes (Ardell!), favorite 60’s perfumed talc (Ambush!) and swapping helpful back-combing and flat-ironing techniques. Until that super-specific, magical day, however, I’ll be completely satiated watching this modern-day, Warholian chanteuse’s video Secrets, the first single off DEDE’s self-titled debut, on constant repeat. Suffice it to say, it’s the hedonistic, psychedelic, retro French-pop feast for the eyes and ears we’ve all been waiting for. Aesthetes of Francoise Hardy, Serge Gainsbourg, and Morcheeba’s Skye Edwards, will celebrate the ambrosial arrangements of stoned-funk grooves and Dede Reynold’s jazz-pop vocals, which ooze with icy lust. Band mate Tim Kvasnosky’s layered, vintage organ and keyboards add a nostalgic and baroque flavor to this duo’s uber-stylish dream-pop.
Again, maybe it’s my rich imagination, but I’m certain DEDE and I will eventually get together to smoke our Gitanes from silver cigarette holders and sip Dubonnet while we get “vitamin B shots” from some shady “doctor” after luxurious disco naps, so we’re “fresh” for the long night ahead. And when she finally hits the stage, sometime in the wee morning hours, and seduces the entire crowd with her decadent, cooing whispers and scrumptious, Continental-pop, I’ll play it cool as I nonchalantly frug along to my new BFF’s band, but secretly inside…dying of happiness. (Hey, a girl can dream, can’t she?)
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