Why mention all this? Because there’s a world of difference between the beginning of Cannibale’s success story and this second album. It wouldn’t take much to feel as if Freddie Mercury showed up in a Renault 16 supersport to play marimba for old oafish rock fans. And actually, that's about it: The Rocky Horror Picture Show meets Fela Kuti in rain boots.
And though the amount of cows hasn’t increased in the Normandy hole these guys hail from, the number of their shows did. Between "No Mercy For Love" (their 2017 debut album), and the new one "Not easy to cook", these Frogs – to quote the title of the opening track – did not switch from psyche cumbia to coarse-grained autotune, but rather roamed roads like doped cyclists: more than 100 dates in less than a year (including quite a few with Frustration and the Villejuif Underground), festivals such as Rock en Seine, and a eulogistic press review:
“Indolent rhythms invoking Latin America and Africa.” (Mowno)
“Nomadic, willingly sunny garage rock.” (Libération)
"Songs that provoke visions or hallucinations." (France Inter)
See, Johnny Hallyday himself did not get such media coverage! So what's Cannibale’s secret? Being old and giving 19-year-old kids who just discovered marimba tutorials on YouTube a thrashing? Certainly, but it's a little more than a band of old fogeys. "The band learned it all on the road in less than two years," says Born Bad’s Jean-Baptiste Guillot. Songwriting-wise, they’ve known how to do for a long time. The members – survivors of various screwed-up musical projects – finally succeeded because nothing else than music mattered anymore. In that, the band’s deviant trajectory is not so different from Vox Low’s, another in-house signing.
But the most surprising thing about "Not easy to cook" is the sultriness that emerges. It’s hard to sum it up other than by comparing these 10 songs with some pressure cooker in which bits of dancehall, London ska and Hawaiian dub would have cooked together. Here’s the small miracle achieved by this LP recorded by the band in its remote French village: sounding French, but Polynesian French.
With "Not easy to cook", frogs, birds, sounds from the jungle can be heard in a living room. Those already traumatized by Arthur Lyman's vibraphone and Les Baxter's Lounge music should feel at home; novices will finally discover something other than Saturdays at the Whole Foods Market store.