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Product description Surprising and unpredictable, this international hit recording is a mix of house music styles, lounge sophistication, New York disco and samples from the Blake Edwards comedy, The Party. No Track Information Available Media Type: CD Artist: DIMITRI FROM PARIS Title: SACREBLEU Street Release Date: 11/20/2001 Domestic Genre: HOUSE Amazon.com The word delirious is perhaps tossed around too casually in '90s dance music, but Sacrebleu earns the description. Dimitri patches together everything from lounge sounds to techno, with plenty of ear-tickling verbal samples to keep things hopping. Too much of a good thing at 70-plus minutes, perhaps, but you'll even enjoy the hangover. --Rickey Wright Review Sacrebleu, the debut full-length by the French DJ, soundtrack composer, and remixer (Bjork, Brand New Heavies), is both a smoothly coherent lesson in A.M.D. (after Martin Denny) pop history, and a semi-ironic, vive-la-France rejoicing in Gallic clichés.... A tightly composed soundtrack to some imaginary French new wave film about a club-hopping ne'er-do-well, Sacrebleu imaginatively updates '60s spy jazz.... A few references to coed "pj parties" later, and it's apparent that Dimitri from Paris is a "Bedroom Eccentric" of another kind--the type that never sleeps alone. -- Spin Transcending the invisible lines that separate electronica from easy listening (and everything else in between), Sacrebleu is one of those odd records that you, your mom and the hipster kid down the street could al conceivably get with. -- Option [Sacrebleu] is a back-to-the-future party ... a mix of squishy hip-hop, giddy proto-disco, and screwy lounge grooves. . . . Dmitri magnifies unusual beats, letting congas or ancient rhythm machines move the crowd. . . . -- Entertainment Weekly
