April 2025 release; hello again everyone. After a considerable pause, here is the first Creel Pone edition in our 20th year of operations. Permit me just a minute to reflect on two decades of this whole "making copies of a record for friends" affair gaining traction in the ways that it has, and the absurd lifespan & collective consciousness-forming that this has all garnered. While I'm not going to confidently raise a glass to another 20 (I'm honestly surprised that it's even possible to still do all of this in 2025; logistically and resources-wise) I'm very much looking forward to the victory-lap that will roll out over the following 12 months as many, many titles are liberated from the scan/transcribe vault & made tangible once again (along with a few surprises!)

In the hopes of finding something truly spectacular, the C.P. P.T.B. begain scouring the deep, deep catalogue of French self-help guru Christian H. Godefroy's "Private" Editions Godefroy imprint, and after being pummeled into submission by a coterie of later-80s tapes on the label's "Méthode Subliminale" series w/ titles like "Succès Affectif Et Sexuel" ("Emotional and Sexual Success") we in fact didn't have to stray far from the label's early-origins to find this one-off masterpiece; the sole release (or credit, anywhere) by Composer Emmanuel Fauconnier.

While one could easily surmise this as a "Heins Hoffman-Richter" ([CP 079 CD]) -esque amalgam of Godefroy's own détournements into analogue synthesis, I actually love the idea of the lone wolf sheepishly playing some of his creations for the mastermind, who understood the technical & psychic ideas at play in this, frankly, incredible suite of slowly morphing segments of Electronic Sound & agreed to kick off the label with it. While reminiscent in topology to canonic "Outsider" synth works by Douglas Leedy, Nik Pascal, Angel Rada, and the like, I'm blindsided more by a singular & masterful application of... hopeful malaise (?!) that marks many of the episodic elements that phase in & out across the the hour-plus program, split into two untitled halves broken only by the physical limitations of the tape format. 

A remarkable outing, 100% squarely in the particular lane of music we've been gravitating towards for the past two decades; completely unknown in the contemporary sense otherwise: perfect.