A glittering dose of adamantine dust
These rebels of the night move through bland colonies. Their cold sound comes along like a frosty trail. Lights fade, your breath stumbles and freezes. Anxiety sets place and darkness takes what it needs. Welcome to the world of Joules.
If you search for enlightenment and find depression, if you love bloom but sow frost or if you miss comforting warmth but perish by cold instead - then you are familiar with Joules. Still, Joules is not about grey and insensible eminence – Joules is rather a glittering dose of adamantine dust.
Luka Dumanic, singer and writer of Joules is with his obscure lyrics an organ of his generation. Dumanic severely criticises soulless work, human alienation, regenerated economy and the subtle declension of our ideal without being strikingly obvious. Yes, he likes black as a colour and days in grey but his optimism is cautiously unbroken: ‘Living in the dark you take a fancy to light. I’m looking for decampment, turmoil maybe but in particularly for a new approach of reliance and humaneness.’
In fact Joules are none worrywart or pessimists. You can feel their hope at times, like in the wild ,Tuesday’ (I’m trying to find love on a Tuesday), in the accusatory ‘Rebels Of The Night’ (the stars are shining every night) or in dispersed ‘Bubblegum’ (there is always a reason to hope).
Joules aim for a multilayer apperception and diffusion. The name of the band, sounding like Jewels, is a clever play on words. But Joules means an object of energy. And a strike is the band’s name anyway: Jewels are a girl’s best friend and energy and its measurement (Joules) is man’s business.
