“The Agency is an incongruous mixture between a lunar girafe fond of elastical bass-lines and talking machines, an insane organist with melodies as disordered and multicoloured as his clothes, an exhilarating play-boy face-boucing behind his drum-set, and finally a clumsy despot at the microphone. The Agency was born in Kiwiland but chose Paris to spread its parascending pop-music.”
Klart Faloot, extract from Kiwilandish stars out of our frontiers (Red snake editions, 2008)
“The Agency’s mu...
“The Agency is an incongruous mixture between a lunar girafe fond of elastical bass-lines and talking machines, an insane organist with melodies as disordered and multicoloured as his clothes, an exhilarating play-boy face-boucing behind his drum-set, and finally a clumsy despot at the microphone. The Agency was born in Kiwiland but chose Paris to spread its parascending pop-music.”
Klart Faloot, extract from Kiwilandish stars out of our frontiers (Red snake editions, 2008)
“The Agency’s music is successively solemn, naïve, as extensible as a cling-film but always abouding. You’re warned, their record is a must, it can recolor your past.”
Kiwisound n°345
“Yes! I love them! Who are they?”
A citizen of Mok
“As essential as a masterpiece like, let’s say, The story of G by The Bicentennials”
Alberti Vanarte, extract from Knot da oui and other confidential popstars.
“Bumpers made me raise dromedarys in my own bed”
Stay here, read this, dance away n° 23
“I met the agency twice. One time in Kiwiland and a second time in Paris. Except for the fact that the four boys like audio-ludique experiences, ghosts in amps, atomic videotapes, magic motorcycles and any sort of guidebooks, I learned strictly nothing”
Boomsy, extract from In a tree with… 2007
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