There are bands you hear, and then there are bands you feel long after the final note fades. LE BRUIT is the latter.
The Anglo-French trio doesn’t shout to be heard—they whisper, echo, and reverberate in the spaces between silence. Their debut 7-inch vinyl, Idle Hands / Au Solde des Nuits, released via Rough Trade, introduces a sound both immediate and timeless. It feels like memory. It feels like fog. It feels like standing on a shoreline just before a storm.
At the heart of LE BRUIT are Tom and Johanna—vocalists and songwriters whose contrasting voices don’t just harmonize, they haunt. Their sound is what happens when fragility meets resolve, when rock atmosphérique collides with post-rock’s crescendo, and when language bends across borders—from English to French and back again.
Idle Hands, the first of the double A-side release, opens like a slow exhale. Baritone guitar and dreamy percussion carry the weight of lyrics that look inward: “With the sun behind you and the shadow of who you are leading the way.” Named Absolute Radio UK’s “Self-Released Song of the Month,” it’s not hard to see why—the song brims with atmosphere, mystery, and an aching beauty.
On the flip side, Au Solde des Nuits is even more intimate. Sung in French and English, it’s a nocturne of emotional gravity, brushing gospel harmonies against a nearly whispered vocal delivery. “Best listened to late at night,” the band says. They’re right. It lingers like a secret you don’t know if you should’ve heard.
LE BRUIT doesn’t aim to dominate the charts. They aim to alter your emotional landscape. They’re not chasing trends. They’re tracing shadows. And in doing so, they’ve created something rare: music that feels like a place you’ve never been but somehow remember.
If this is just the beginning, the silence between releases might become just as sacred as the sound itself.
