Review by T Q
Album Review: Fais Rien by Moi Je – A Disco-Electro Gem That Doesn’t Do “Nothing”
Let’s cut to the chase—Fais Rien (translation: "Do Nothing") is one of those albums that sneaks up on you like a cat in socks. Released in 2014 by French duo Moi Je, this little slice of electronic disco magic comes courtesy of Profil de Face Records. And before you ask, yes, it’s as French as baguettes and existential crises.
The album kicks off with its titular track, Fais Rien. Now, don’t let the name fool ya—it does plenty. The beat hits like an espresso shot at 3 a.m., all shimmering synths and basslines so smooth they could charm a snail out of its shell. Loïc Lassablière, who composed, mixed, and probably poured coffee during production, deserves a medal for crafting something this addictive. It's not just music; it’s an invitation to dance even if your moves resemble a malfunctioning robot. You’ll remember this track because it feels like being hugged by neon lights while cruising through Paris after dark.
Then there’s… wait for it… another version of Fais Rien. Yep, same title, different vibes. This remix—or reimagining, or whatever they call it—is where things get saucy. If the first track was the life of the party, this one’s the mysterious stranger lurking near the DJ booth. It slows down just enough to give you space to breathe but keeps the groove tight enough to keep your feet moving. It’s moody, atmospheric, and kinda makes you wanna stare wistfully into the distance while pretending you’re in a perfume ad. Hats off to Tanguy Hirigoyen for the artwork too—it perfectly matches the vibe: retro-cool without trying too hard.
What sticks about these tracks? They’re proof that sometimes doing “nothing” can actually mean doing everything. These songs aren’t overproduced messes drowning in unnecessary frills. Instead, they’ve got personality, flair, and a pinch of je ne sais quoi that lingers long after the last note fades.
So here’s the kicker: In a world obsessed with constant hustle and grind culture, maybe we should take notes from Fais Rien. Maybe doing “nothing” isn’t laziness—it’s liberation. Or maybe I’m just making excuses to hit repeat again. Either way, crank this album up, grab a glass of wine (or two), and let yourself do absolutely nothing. Your playlist will thank you later.
Oh, and P.S.—if anyone asks why you’re dancing alone in your living room, blame it on the French.
