Dies illa - Grand Cru de Béton

2026 has been busy. Properly busy. Other projects, some pretty ambitious, trips, long evenings, conversations that went completely off the rails, and the occasional discovery that doing absolutely nothing can be a perfectly good plan. And of course, we kept making music. We just followed the summer for a while. Different languages, warmer sounds, relaxed moods and plenty of experiments. We loved it. Not everything needs to shake the walls.

Then we heard the first draft of Dies illa. And something happened. We knew we wanted to make something harder again, but we hadn't expected that first version to hit us quite like that. After spending so much time on everything else, it felt ridiculously good to make this kind of music together again. Something we'd been missing without really noticing. 170 BPM. Raw Hardstyle. Proper kicks. The kind of kicks that rearrange your furniture. Turns out we can still do that. Quite well, actually.

The idea for Dies illa had been around for a long time. That day, from the old Latin line Dies irae, dies illa. Originally, we had something much more serious in mind. Very serious, actually. But somewhere along the way, we realised we weren't particularly in the mood for solemnity. And after a slightly unfortunate encounter between French, wine and our collective sense of humour, we ended up with Grand Cru de Béton. An elegant French grand cru. Made of concrete. Because of course.

And then came the cover. What could possibly be complicated about a concrete wine bottle? Well. Apparently, everything. We had some very strong opinions about what concrete should look like, what white should look like, and why something that was technically correct still looked completely wrong. There were discussions. More discussions. Some rather questionable creative decisions. And an impressive number of ways to say, "No, that's not it." All over a fictional bottle of wine. At some point, we were taking that bottle more seriously than the actual track. Which, considering the amount of work we'd put into the music, is quite an achievement. But we got there. And honestly? Look at her.

Best served loud.