CocoRosie

CocoRosie play their first Irish gig on saturday december 3 in Whelans. Their beautiful new album "Noah's Ark" is out now on Chicago's legendary Touch & Go label, and features contributions from Antony (of Antony and the Johnsons) and Devendra Banhart.

CocoRosie is the Casady sisters, Bianca and Sierra. Born in different states in America, the girls grew up apart until fate brought them together again in Paris in 2003: once disconnected, now inseparable.

Since the mysterious and beautiful La Maison de Mon Rêve surfaced in early 2004, CocoRosie has lived a nomadic existence, spending months traveling the world with myriad acts, including Bright Eyes, TV on the Radio, Antony and the Johnsons, Devendra Banhart, and Blonde Redhead. Along the way, Noah's Ark began to breathe. It happened anytime, anywhere, everywhere: in a barn in France, at their home in Brooklyn, in a Parisian studio, in a grungy hotel room after a show.

The songs were formed and fashioned in various ways, using anything from prehistoric recording methods to more modern techniques. "In echoless bedrooms on different continents, in janky studios littered with coffee cups and pubes, and in regular places with mundane objects and mundane machines" Heart-offerings of friends, family, loved ones and lost ones surface gracefully throughout Noah's Ark, contributing depth to the narrative journey. A mother's chant, a nephew's cry. Antony's angelic falsetto floating across "Beautiful Boyz." The texture and flow that French MC and beat boxer Spleen adds to "K-hole", "Bisounours" and more. we've been chasing ghosts of sunken pianos in our sleep and the tea stained echo of our grandmothers' native chant...

Noah's Ark is the result of a rootless reality, a drifting consciousness across state lines, date lines, time lines...connected to the past, vague about the future. But the heart of these songs is always issued from a tender present. imagine cartoons in black and white of female fish batting their eyelashes and belting out tiny love songs in bubbles, crickets and frogs and jets go by, fireworks erupt in a trailer park on the fourth of july ... the apocalypse is near.