**Deluxe Edition in Classic Tip-On Gatefold Jacket, with cover artwork by Victor Vasarely.** Jonathan Fitoussi is a French composer that explores an electronic music versed in futuristic tones that evokes the vision of the future as it was perceived in the 60s or 70s, mixed with the perception of a unique, utopic world, yet to be reached, yet to be build. On top of two live recordings, several collaborations and music for movies, this is his fifth solo album, and his first for Transversales Disques, a label he co-founded. Leading the electronic aesthetic of its writer towards more rhythmic, hypnotic tracks, this album is also a new step in the ever growing discography of this musician.

"In 1930, Michel Leiris, a dissenting surrealist got caught in an ethnographic mission in Africa. He came back with a book that is as much a reportage, as an intimate diary: Phantom Africa. In these pages, he faces what he discovers without ever giving in to exoticism, and he allows himself to intimately find his place in the unknown. What do we have here? Pages alive with discovery, melancholy also, but always looking at the outside world. This confrontation, made of back and forth between the inner self and what’s given to explore, evokes for me the one that unfurls in Jonathan Fitoussi’s albums, especially this one. In the same way that Leiris looked at Africa, making sure to avoid easy, previously issued clichés, Jonathan Fitoussi explores the continent of his electronic instruments, watching them move along with him on his journey, like uncharted territories, beyond what’s already been said, done, composed and played. In these tracks, or should we say, between them, something new unfurls. Where, in the past, musical mechanism, melodic shades were shaped by atmospheric frames, reluctant to choose between amniotic and repetition, what’s at play here is of a different nature, more rhythmic, all made of vibrating percussion, of synthetic sparkles that bump into each other and reverberate. A strange club takes shape during these songs, a club where one dances without noticing, where one grants himself a sudden elevation of the body, limbs vibrating in unison with a totally twisted brain. The hypnosis of the percussion, the trance of the desiring-machines, the synthesizers immanence, dreaming themselves as bongos, as bass, vibraphones, marimbas, while floating high above, or sometimes far below, timid waves, drones, threads connects the beats together. This is not a dance record, but this a record that’ll caught you dancing, dreaming inside of these tracks leading to other places that at first only exist because of the power of the spirit: Rayons solaires, Vents magnétiques, Soleil de minuit, Continent blanc, Amazonie… So many dreams that float and dance into the swirling infinity of ghost synthesizers." - Joseph Ghosn