After 9 years of silence, here's the 11th album from the unclassifiable Brussels-
based duo.

With their usual tamping drums (just mention the two parts of "The Decision to Exist" or "Same Area", led by a ferocious 808), a regular bass guitar hammering, some bare minimum poor voices, threatened violins, skinbound flute and oboe here and there, a distorted furious piano everywhere and finally some tiny cautious optimism (the extra-human guitar in "Enough Slaps"), the whole is carefully assembled in order to obtain an accurate picture of life on Earth. Pain and pleasure are different aspects of the same mental construction.