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Benoit Pioulard
Brooklyn, New York, United States | Established. Jan 01, 2004 | INDIE
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There's a slipperiness to the music that Thomas Meluch has made over the last 15 years as Benoît Pioulard. Coated with ephemeral effects and inhabiting shifting atmospheres, his songs feel imbued with a sense of how fleeting life can be. But on his new album, The Benoît Pioulard Listening Matter, he finally confronts that reality head on, and in the very first line: "I finally found the sound I wanted, and it disappeared."
The six albums that the Seattle-based producer, singer, and songwriter has made for Chicago label Kranky this far brim with textures that seem to decay with time. A wisp of acoustic guitar will melt into an echoey drone; a hushed vocal will dissolve into a field recording. Pioulard's working process is similarly transitory: he rarely saves settings or listens back to previous releases. "[The opening lyric] relates to my sense of making music as a Mandala experience, where you put every bit of energy and attention you have into it, and then you let it go," Meluch explains to me over the phone. "It's my best method of dealing with life—just process it and get it out there."
Dealing with life got intense for Meluch during the two years it took him to create Listening Matter. He struggled with "issues of abandonment and self-medication," including bouts with heavy drinking. "Making this record involved a lot of soul-searching," he says. "I spent afternoons lying on the bed looking at the ceiling, just trying to connect the dots through my whole life and make sense of everything."
He also spent an entire month creating short guitar loops—a routine he describes as a form of therapy. It was a way, he says, "to watch the days tick by and not think about any kind of temptation…and get back in touch with a part of myself that become defocused." Sadly, the process of making Listening Matter ended with a brutal loss: his brother died the day after he finished the album. "I didn't really need that reminder that life is short," he says. "But the fact that it happened right then made me think, 'Man, what is going on?'"
There's a slipperiness to the music that Thomas Meluch has made over the last 15 years as Benoît Pioulard. Coated with ephemeral effects and inhabiting shifting atmospheres, his songs feel imbued with a sense of how fleeting life can be. But on his new album, The Benoît Pioulard Listening Matter, he finally confronts that reality head on, and in the very first line: "I finally found the sound I wanted, and it disappeared."
The six albums that the Seattle-based producer, singer, and songwriter has made for Chicago label Kranky this far brim with textures that seem to decay with time. A wisp of acoustic guitar will melt into an echoey drone; a hushed vocal will dissolve into a field recording. Pioulard's working process is similarly transitory: he rarely saves settings or listens back to previous releases. "[The opening lyric] relates to my sense of making music as a Mandala experience, where you put every bit of energy and attention you have into it, and then you let it go," Meluch explains to me over the phone. "It's my best method of dealing with life—just process it and get it out there."
Dealing with life got intense for Meluch during the two years it took him to create Listening Matter. He struggled with "issues of abandonment and self-medication," including bouts with heavy drinking. "Making this record involved a lot of soul-searching," he says. "I spent afternoons lying on the bed looking at the ceiling, just trying to connect the dots through my whole life and make sense of everything."
He also spent an entire month creating short guitar loops—a routine he describes as a form of therapy. It was a way, he says, "to watch the days tick by and not think about any kind of temptation...and get back in touch with a part of myself that become defocused." Sadly, the process of making Listening Matter ended with a brutal loss: his brother died the day after he finished the album. "I didn't really need that reminder that life is short," he says. "But the fact that it happened right then made me think, 'Man, what is going on?'"
Using music as therapy is a natural choice for Meluch; playing and writing has been part of his life for a long time. Growing up in Michigan, he took piano and marimba lessons as a child before convincing his dad to buy him a "$50 junk-shop guitar." He drummed on Yes and King Crimson covers in a high school band, and credits "bashing the shit out of drums everyday" for making his teen years bearable. At home, his listening leaned toward Nirvana and Weezer, then Mogwai and Aphex Twin. "I think some combination of all the electronic stuff and the moody guitar stuff I was listening to is the guiding force behind what I'm doing now," he says.
While learning to play instruments, Meluch also became fascinated with field recording, though he didn't even know it had a name. "I thought I was the first person in the world to do it," he admits. He'd buy cheap blank tapes at Target, grab his boombox, and "just walk through the woods and hit record," he recalls. "I'd come back home and listen to what I recorded over and over. It was the most comforting thing to me at that age."
The name Benoît Pioulard came to him in the middle of the night, when he was studying French in college; soon after, he started folding the field recordings he'd been making into structured songs and abstract pieces, frequently bridging together folky tunes and ambient meditations. The abstract side became especially pronounced on 2015's dense, evocative Sonnet. Listening Matter is clearer and more melodic, but hints of nature seep in. Some tracks, such as the bird-chirp-filled "A World of What-There-Is" and the airy "In-The-Vapor," are more environments than songs.
The results can sound complex, but his process is refreshingly simple. He makes everything in GarageBand, using its limitations to force himself to find clever solutions. One favorite trick is transferring sounds to tape, embracing the grainy imperfections of the cassette format. "Almost every time somebody hears something in one of my songs and says, 'What is that?', I go, "Oh, that's just me snapping [my fingers], but it's on tape,'" he says. "It makes it sound good no matter what, basically."
As an example, he brings up the contemplative Listening Matter track "Layette." He thought it didn't feel quite right as recorded, so he experimented by dubbing it off repeatedly. "I finally put it on an old Maxell tape that had a Squarepusher album on it, and that added a little high-frequency hiss and a few quivers in places that are barely noticeable," he remembers. "That gave the song the atmosphere that I was looking for."
In making Listening Matter, Meluch chose to create music that is questioning and philosophical, even uplifting, despite all the turmoil that he was experiencing. "Several songs became guided by the process of healing," Meluch explains. "I was focusing on austerity, on being present in every moment." That attitude seems an integral part of his approach to loss—responding with acceptance and gratitude rather than self-pity.
Listening Matter's shimmering acoustic guitars, upbeat rhythms, and intimate vocals suggest that hard subjects call for hopefulness. Even the album's title is a little bit playful; it's an homage to a book Meluch's dad gave him, The Mason Williams Reading Matter, by humorist and musician Mason Williams, best known for his work on the 60's TV show The Smothers Brothers and his song "Classical Gas."
That levity comes to the fore on the bright, strummy "The Sun Is Going To Explode But Whatever It's OK." Here, Meluch contemplates "the great conversation of the universe," one where "nobody sticks around too long," but everyone has fun anyway, evidenced by a chorus that's nothing but la-la-la's. "I thought maybe there should be lyrics in those breaks," he recalls. "But a friend suggested, 'Just pretend like you're having a party,' and I thought that fit the idea of the song."
Optimism also imbues Meluchs' use of field recordings, which he admits have a personal benefit. "[They're] like little hidden messages to myself," he says. "I've gone back to certain songs and heard something in the background, and remembered, 'Oh, that's from the time I went to the Canterbury Cathedral and climbed up the bell tower.' Nobody else would ever know that, but it's fun for me." It's another way for Meluch to deal with impermanence, to save the things around him that are fading by turning them into music.
On Listening Matter, Meluch's words are sharp as ever, evoking worlds of meaning in quick turns of phrase. He cites e.e. cummings, who first blew his mind in high school, as a poetic influence. "It oozed such raw emotion, and I was thrilled by the idea that you can completely destroy any idea of format," he recalls. "Reading through some Cummings poems recently, I realized that I have unintentionally stolen quite a few ideas from him over the years."
In the midst of "I Walked into the Blackness and Built a Fire," he captures the ineffable feeling of watching things just beyond reach: "Little sliver in the cloudy sky / Glowing red like the devil's eye." That opening line was inspired by an incident during his honeymoon. "I walked out to the beach and saw this narrow sliver of sky that had opened as the sun was setting, and it contained the deepest, brightest blood red that I could imagine," he remembers. "It was there for just about 30 seconds and then closed up again."
That image is perhaps the perfect metaphor for Meluch's ongoing fascination with impermanence—if everything in his music seems to be slipping away, it's because that's how he experiences the world. Even the final couplet on Listening Matter—"Find a quiet place to lay your head / & look up at the sky as it turns red"—echoes this idea.
Another elusive subject emerges in "Like There's Nothing Under You," which uses just six lines to describe Meluch's social anxiety, opening with the claim that "I blend in like an empty chair." "There's this part of me that wants to be anonymous and fade into the background," he says. "And then there's a side of me that's comfortable playing personal songs on stage in front of total strangers. I still haven't found a way to reconcile those things."
Struggles with interpersonal connection might explain Meluch's love of nature and the peaceful isolation it offers—a fondness reflected in Listening Matter's cover shot, a self-portrait in a mirror that Meluch passes by every day on the way to his job at a revolving restaurant at the top of Seattle's Space Needle. "It makes it look like I'm in a literal bubble, with this dark, decayed concrete all around it," he explains. "I grew up in natural surroundings, and I feel like I'm most drawn to them."
Meluch says he hopes to eventually move from Seattle to more rural environs, study forestry, and become a park ranger. Still, chances are he'll never plan that far ahead. - Vice / Noisey
Back in 2019 Benoit Pioulard (Thomas Meluch) issued Sylva—an album full of abstract hyper-saturated lo-fi drone-pop sonic textures, which came with an 84 page collection of nature photographs in a linen book. Two pieces with vocals stood out: the brilliantly Bibioesque "Keep" and the less jangly but equally catchy "Meristem." These songs could not have been more appealing to me if Meluch had somehow used a machine to extract my personal dream essence as I slept. Naturally, I promptly forgot to write anything about Sylva, but Eidetic is a leap forward, with more vocals, so I'm glad I kept my powder dry.
Distraction is embedded into modern life and that is why I did not write about Sylva, rather than a consequence of memory. I know this because the record left an impression and I've listened to it several times since 2019. It was stored in at least my short term, if not long term, memory. Eidetic memory, controlled primarily by the posterior parietal cortex of the parietal lobe of the brain, is a temporary form of short-term memory. Everyone has eidetic memory to a degree; it is the ability to see something soon after you look away. For most people, the image lasts from a fraction of a second to maybe a couple of seconds. Visual images in eidetic memory are either discarded or passed to short-term memory where they may be recalled for days, weeks, or months, then discarded or relayed to long-term memory. Of course since both Sylva and Eidetic are audio information this may not be literally pertinent but it is a way to begin to approach Eidetic and to paraphrase Basil Fawlty with his German guests "you (Thomas Meluch) started it."
No wonder then that the title track consists of a sweetly abrasive droning texture amid which voices mutter in the middle distant background for a brief minute and a half minute. Very nice sound, and it also qualifies as an indie joke, almost. As always with Benoit Pioulard recordings there is a good feeling throughout, it is gentle, cascading, twinkling music, quite affecting in a subtle way, with a good deal of blur and a far bit of strum. This is a given and I do like it, and also the fact that he is saying more using words. At times I wish the vocals were higher in the mix so I could catch what is being said, because these are good songs with clever meaning dotted in them. "Nameless" is an odd one, inspired by workers involved in the production of mercury mirrors who suffered neurological effects: driven mad while they looked at themselves. Other tunes I suspect are either deeply personal songs, deliberately obscured, and also that maybe the sound of the voice is as important as any lyric. There's a strong Songs of Green Pheasant vibe here, too, which is more than fine by me. On second, or is it third, thoughts, a lyric sheet would not go amiss.
"Where To" ends the album and it is an addition to anyone's funeral music file: ethereal, haunting, and all that jazz. The Japanese release of Eidetic has a bonus track titled in honor of Peggy Jo Tallas. The piece is also released as a stand alone single. Now that is a tale worth telling but maybe preferably by Dylan. Peggy Jo was a quiet suburban woman who disguised herself as a man in order to go on a bank robbing spree in the Dallas area. She evaded capture with ease because the cops were not looking for a woman, then kept her head down and cared for her invalid mother. Before getting caught she was dubbed Cowboy Bob by detectives. Peggy Jo never carried a gun and she died in a hail of bullets like Butch and Sundance in her favorite film. If that sounds much more interesting than Eidetic, well, to be fair it is more interesting than many records. Naturally, in Pioulard's hands it's an instrumental. - Brainwashed
The first time I had news from Benoît Pioulard (aka Thomas Meluch) was when I discovered his Yearling album on Morr Music, 2014—a project in collaboration with Rafael Anton Irisarri known as Orcas. After a tremendous journey of ethereal pop, I saw him covering an Aphex Twin track from Selected Ambient Works Volume II, and now his next release has fallen into my inbox; an indie-acoustic document titled Eidetic. This extensive 17-piece voyage has the color of Spring flowers, the ardor of nostalgia, and some familiar groups for those who understand the coordinates: Belle and Sebastian, Acid House Kings, and Mojave 3.
Meluch configures the title track; a word that denotes the ability to remember mental images with extraordinarily rich precision, and a work that relates to the unwavering mortality of the universe and, as he says, “the ways in which it has modified and improved my relationships, especially with the family.” Throughout the album, labyrinthine lyrical reflections are dispersed with dazzling images, blurring scenes in world history with the most personal album by Meluch. - Igloo Magazine
Discography
http://pioulard.bandcamp.com/album/pr-cis
http://pioulard.bandcamp.com/album/temper
http://pioulard.bandcamp.com/album/lasted
http://pioulard.bandcamp.com/album/hymnal
http://pioulard.bandcamp.com/album/sonnet
http://pioulard.bandcamp.com/album/eidetic
http://pioulard.bandcamp.com/album/sylva
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As Benoît Pioulard, singer/songwriter, writer, and photographer Thomas Meluch combines found sounds, electronics, and bittersweet pop into dreamy songs and contemplative ambient works. On some albums, such as 2006's debut Précis and 2010's Lasted, his more structured compositions dominate; on others, like 2013's Hymnal and 2015's Sonnet, his mastery at sculpting atmospheres prevails. Meluch celebrated the project's tenth anniversary with 2016's The Benoît Pioulard Listening Matter, which balanced both sides of his music and served as a reminder of his singular skill at bringing these sounds together in complementary ways. Later in the decade, he focused on the ambient side of his music with stunning results on 2019's shipwreck-themed Avocationals, but on 2023's Eidetic, he used his voice and lyrics to bring clarity and detail to its nostalgic reflections.
At the project's inception in 2004, he began a series of handmade limited-edition CD-R releases, and in 2005 the Enge EP was released by Moodgadget. Kranky released Benoît Pioulard's debut full-length, Précis, a shimmering hybrid of laptop pop and shoegaze, in fall 2006. Its follow-up, Temper, arrived in 2008 with a more tightly structured sound than previous Pioulard releases. The 7" releases Lee and Flocks followed in 2008 and 2009.
For his third Kranky full-length, 2010's Lasted, Meluch refined his songcraft even further. During this time, he partnered with the Sight Below's Rafael Anton Irisarri as Orcas, who released their self-titled debut album in 2012. A year later, Pioulard's fittingly named Hymnal reflected the inspiration Meluch drew from the religious iconography in the cathedrals he visited while recording in England and mainland Europe. After spending more time with Orcas -- which included the release of their second album, Yearling, in 2014 -- Meluch returned with 2015's Sonnet, the fifth Benoît Pioulard album and the first made solely with analog tape and effects. A fractured radial bone in his right wrist led to 2016's Radial, a pay-what-you-want effort released to help with Meluch's medical bills. A few months later, The Benoît Pioulard Listening Matter arrived on the tenth anniversary of Précis, and recalled that album's homespun ambient pop. Lignin Poise was originally released as a tour-only CD-R in February 2017 before Beacon Sound issued it on vinyl the following September. Deck Amber, a collaboration with Ant'lrd, also appeared in 2018. In March 2019, Pioulard and longtime friend Sean Curtis Patrick issued Avocationals, a collection of ambient pieces inspired by Great Lakes shipwrecks. That October, Pioulard returned with his Morr Music debut, Sylva. Recorded during a nine-month excursion that took him to locales including Montana, Hawaii, and his home state of Michigan, the album was released with a book of Meluch's nature photography.
After relocating from Seattle to Brooklyn, Meluch spent the lockdowns for the COVID-19 global pandemic crafting November 2021's Bloodless, a set of instrumentals for Disques d'Honoré featuring kalimba, dulcimer, melodica, electronics, and field recordings blended into misty textures. He also drew on the emotional impact of his cross-country move for his next album on Morr, March 2023's Eidetic. Named for the ability to recall images in great detail, its structured, reflective pop songs were largely recorded in a cabin in Maine and touched on dear memories of family and friends as well as the possibilities of a fresh start.
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