Petites Bières Entre Amis EP: Chris Carrier’s Wild Ride Through Tech House Chaos
Alright, let’s get real for a sec. If you’re into that raw, unfiltered tech house vibe with hints of deep house lurking in the shadows, Chris Carrier’s Petites Bières Entre Amis EP is gonna slap you upside the head and leave you begging for more. Released back in 2005 on Brique Rouge Traxx (a label outta France), this sucker doesn’t mess around. It’s short but brutally effective—four tracks that punch way above their weight.
Let me break it down quick. First up, there’s “Elastic Dancer.” Damn, this one sticks to your brain like gum under a barstool. The beat? Relentless. The groove? Filthy as hell. You can practically feel the bassline wriggling its way through your chest. This ain’t no polite dance track—it’s made for those moments when you’re sweating buckets and don’t give a damn who sees it. I played this at some underground gig last year, and people lost their minds. Like, full-on primal scream energy. Still not sure if they loved it or hated it, but honestly? Who cares?
Then there’s “Vin Et Fromage.” Yeah, yeah, I know—the title sounds like something you’d order at a fancy café while pretending to be cultured. But nah, this cut is pure chaos wrapped in cheese (pun intended). The percussion hits hard, like someone throwing plates against a wall, while these weird little synth stabs creep in and out like drunk party crashers. It’s messy, unpredictable, and kinda genius. Every time I hear it, I think about late-night benders where everyone’s yelling over each other, spilling drinks, and loving every second of it. That’s what this track feels like—chaotic freedom bottled up tight.
Now, I won’t lie—the other two tracks (“Mind Expanded” and “Pain”) are solid too, but they don’t hit quite as hard. They blend into the background a bit, which isn’t bad per se, just… less memorable. Still, they keep the flow going, so props to Carrier for crafting an EP that feels cohesive without overstaying its welcome.
Here’s the kicker though: listening to this record makes me wonder if Chris Carrier ever got into trouble for being too French. I mean, come on—wine, cheese, elastic dancers? Dude might as well have named the whole thing “How to Be Cooler Than You’ll Ever Be.” But hey, maybe that’s why we love it. It’s cocky, confident, and dripping with attitude—like a Gauloises-smoking DJ flipping off the world from behind his turntables.
So yeah, check this EP out if you wanna inject some grit into your playlist. Just don’t blame me if your neighbors start banging on the walls.
