In a time when genre lines blur like headlights in rain, LE BRUIT emerges with something unmistakably their own. The Anglo-French trio’s sound isn’t just heard—it’s felt. Brooding, cinematic, and carved from shadows, their debut 7-inch vinyl Idle Hands / Au Solde des Nuits arrives not with a bang, but with a slow, hypnotic burn.
At the core of LE BRUIT are Tom and Johanna—songwriters and vocalists whose entwined delivery evokes the duality of dusk and dawn. Their voices float, haunt, and anchor the band’s brand of rock atmosphérique, a fog-laced blend of post-rock mood, shoegaze textures, and the grainy intimacy of vintage songwriting.
Side A, Idle Hands, begins with a baritone guitar riff that feels like a warning. “With the sun behind you and the shadow of who you are leading the way,” the lyrics call out from behind a veil. Dreamy percussion and echoing textures wrap around the vocals like a shroud. The track captured national attention last November, earning Absolute Radio UK’s coveted “Self-Released Song of the Month.” Presenter Danielle Perry called it “a song soaked in mystique, beautiful songwriting, and atmosphere.”
Side AA, Au Solde des Nuits, turns inward. A bilingual lament for absence and longing, the song lingers in a twilight space where gospel harmonies meet ambient melancholy. “Best listened to late at night, when absence echoes,” the band suggests. It’s advice well taken.
LE BRUIT doesn’t chase the spotlight—they build a world in its absence. Their music is less about being heard than being absorbed. This isn’t a band for the background. This is a band that leaves a mark in the silence after it ends.
Listen. Feel. Disappear into the noise.
