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You’re holding in your hands a nice place to be, the new album by Fakear, a record that just might give you the strength you’ve been missing lately.

Fakear, or Théo, is a familiar name. He’s been a key figure on the French electronic scene for over ten years, an artist who, by now, hardly needs an introduction.
Too often labeled as “one of those guys who makes pew-pew sounds on a machine live,” or filed away in your “chill–relax–beats” playlists, Fakear has long outgrown the box we’ve put him in.

To describe him more accurately, we should look toward the electronic music scene, and more specifically toward the new wave of artists shaping it internationally names like Fred again.., Four Tet, Bonobo, Sammy Virji, or Camoufly.

After seven albums, Fakear released a nice place to be , a record that aims to secure his place among France’s finest representatives of the modern bass sound, and to help us see the silver lining in today’s grey skies.

Following Talisman and Hypertalisman, his “rebirth” records released in 2023 on Nowadays Records, Fakear continues his path with the same label, far from the pressures of the majors.
Surrounded by friends and creative freedom, he unveils a record that feels more alive, raw, and intimate, almost like a reconnection with others, both through energy and emotional resonance.

Right from the opening track, “blue (i’m happy now)”, he takes the time to tell us he’s happy. What follows hits harder: “those trees”  drench us in deep bass and 140 BPM energy, a way of saying there’s no time here to be overwhelmed.
Later, vocals and samples shine through (“reste là”), tracks that feel like the soundtrack to our own video game.

As the album unfolds, a nice place to be reveals itself as a club record, full of peak-time energy, euphoria, and contagious rhythm, yet also moments of softness (“sage and lavender”, “souvenir”), those downtempo spaces Fakear still masters effortlessly.

After nearly forty minutes spent (re)discovering Fakear, the noise of the world feels lighter.

We’ve danced, smiled, listened and found our own nice place to be.