LFant

In a granular soliloquy, LFant narrates equivocal lyrics in French, in a niche trap style. He doesn’t hesitate to tap on samples, freezing the string of the cortex sewn into syntax errors to distort the reminiscences of harmonised oscillators.
This unpredictable sonic accident growls out philosophico-politico-poetic wanderings and has fun making listeners weep and wax through the 3ᵉ eye.