If you like weirdness, Italo disco, and stuff that is, or was, "ahead of its time," then you may enjoy the highly addictive oddball grooves of Black Devil. All the usual disco tropes are here: open-hi's, 120 BPM tempos, hand percussion, meandering synths and affected singing. But this record is so fucking great because it is actually good, and, er, "cool." It avoids the camp aesthetic of past disco hounds who would have gotten lots of radio/club burn, sacrificing appeal for artistic freedom, and losing nothing in the process. Apparently it was recorded in a Paris suburb by Bernard Fevre using a synthesizer, tape loops, and a live drummer. Disco Club stands up against any of the best underground New York disco you've heard, and fetches upwards of $500 for the original LP.
Bernard Fevre, of Black Devil:
