MP3: Clara Clara - Paper Clowns
MP3: Clara Clara - Under The Skirt
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“While Clara Clara has a clear and present following in their hometown of Lyon, France, (where they’ve opened for the likes of Liars and the Fiery Furnaces), we figure many of our readers are saying “what’s up” for the first time to Clara Clara, three “Frogs” from Lyon, France with a great sense of how a verse builds into a chorus within the very elemental framework of a keyboard, guitar, and drum kit bashing things out freely, without too many motifs and just vocal harmony to package these two tracks up like pitch-perfect sugar candy”
Read More at Impose Magazine / Jeremy Krinsley

“Deep in the heart of Dijon, Rhône-Alpes, France is a (and I’m quoting here) “local spazz rock scene (we’re talking at least 8 people, all of them shell- shocked by a short stay in town of Dutch experimental band The Ex). Basically made up of the Virot Brothers (Charles and François, the latter being famous enough under his own name) and Amélie Lambert (a school book of whom cued the band with its name), Clara Clara strangely started as a drums and bass and flute trio, before realizing that the formula could be enhanced…”
Read more at YVYNYL 

“Vive la France! No really, first they gave us the brilliant bubbly pop of Françoise Hardy, Sylvie Vartan and Serge Gainsbourg in the 60s. Then there was the 80s and 90s trippy and experimental Stereolab era, and so far in 2010s, tons of indie twee fabulousness. (Yes I am aware I am skipping over many amazing artists here). While looking up François Virot, I came across a side project of his, Clara Clara. This band sounds like your regular Portland indie rock band in a head-on collision with Deerhoof driving an ice cream truck and the Liars coming to save everybody in a magical distorted ambulance. The lyrics are somewhat wobbly English layered on top of beat that is totally French.”
Read more at Future Scared

“French trio Clara Clara makes the kind of frenetic music that leaves you breathless for more. It reminds me of Port O’Brien in the way that it feels; there’s a complete joy about what the bands does, and it shows in the songs. The sound is intense and melodic, comprised of keyboards, bass and drums. The vocals sound like they’re almost an afterthought; a frantic “oh shit” moment after the band had been playing for a while. It’s English sung by a non-native speaker, obscured further by the music it’s surrounded by. You’ll feel like singing along, if you can figure out what the hell they’re saying. Not that I really think it would matter; with this band, the experience is a total one. Don’t get focused on any single element.” Read more on Tympanogram

“Evolving from the lo-fi sounds of their earliest recordings, Clara Clara now seems to cast a vaudevillian atmosphere where distressed, travel-worn musical instruments leap from dusty cases to frolic through the night in raucous celebration. Guided by varied stiff beats and surrounded with Mr. Virot’s familiar vocal warmth, the band continues to maintain every ounce of beautiful chaos we first became smitten with”
Read more at Milk Milk Lemonade

“It’s straight up indie rock, which is great because there’s really quite a drought in solid acts in this field of late. Big sounds, catchy hooks, crashing percussion; Clara Clara feel like a band you can believe in.”
Read more at NEO-NOIR

“melodic and gritty…The sound is explosive, erupting with rhythms and very loud distortion. The crowd moved in a trance like motion of ecstasy until the last song, leaving a sweaty musty residue in the garage cocoon, to get some oxygen.”
Read more at Disco Salt

“In La Vignette, we listen to a sample of their second album, “Comfortable problems”, released March 10 in Clapping Music. Originally from Dijon, they compose music soaring and jubilant that everyone could agree with the public and critics of the French indie rock scene.”
Read more at France Culture

“DIGGING THIS. It’s almost reminiscent of Tame Impala- the psychadelicness- but the guitars are scratchy and WONDERFUL. UMMPH.”
Read more at Nightingale Muses