The Mademoiselle

Sold out, eh? Sounds promising. Tonight at the Captains Rest, the line-up is mightily impressive and first up, although certainly over-qualified for an opening slot, is The Mademoiselle. Brilliantly tight bass and thunderous, resonant drums make for a very satisfying and bold rhythm section, setting foundations for soulful guitar and unyielding, Jeff Buckley-style, warbling vocals. They give a solid and intense performance, including stand out track Red Moon Woman - Favoritesonn

Sold out, eh? Sounds promising. Tonight at the Captains Rest, the line-up is mightily impressive and first up, although certainly over-qualified for an opening slot, is The Mademoiselle. Brilliantly tight bass and thunderous, resonant drums make for a very satisfying and bold rhythm section, setting foundations for soulful guitar and unyielding, Jeff Buckley-style, warbling vocals. They give a solid and intense performance, including stand out track Red Moon Woman - Favoritesonn

Take two Scotsmen, one Alaskan, some pounding bass and drums, guitar licks so distorted and sexy they should be outlawed, and finish with a helping of manic vocals stuck on reverb. The result? Peppered Chicken, the insane and ridiculously filthy new single from Glasgow based alt rock three piece The Mademoiselle.

Don’t be alarmed if you feel like you need to take a shower after listening to it, it’s completely normal. There are moments reminiscent of QOTSA’s more filthy material and the vocals recall that of Jordan Gatesmith from Minneapolis ‘surf gaze’ rockers, Howler. If these guys aren’t huge this year, even just from this single alone, I’ll be so bloody confused and might just lose what little faith I have left in humanity.

The band will be launching Peppered Chicken on 22nd May at Nice N Sleazy. - Favouriteson

Powering up what could only be called a surfeit of musical ability were The Mademoiselle. Three good men with scarcely a sound check between them revved up a post rock soundtrack to a road movie as yet unshot with vistas of synchronicity taking the place of mere mortal considerations such as songs. As the guitar did the talking, a thinking man would unavoidably be drawn to the conclusion that the lost concept of the "head" band had been duly reinvented and made great again. In fact, the word "great" has finally a use again. - Bluesbunny

They might have been supporting the none too shabby Kochka but it was The Mademoiselle that lived on in my memory. Complexity was their game and this trio played it so well - Bluesbunny

I arrive halfway through The Mademoiselle’s first song, which is being played before a healthy-sized crowd.

Theirs is a swaggering and consciously dirty sound.

Their brand of pretention-free, predominantly bass-driven rock is at times strongly reminiscent of both Queens of the Stone Age and Nirvana.

The undercurrents of frustration and resentment that permeate through songs like ‘Warebitch From Hell’ would be lost without the virtuosic talent of The Mademoiselle’s three members.

All of them demonstrate not just considerable ability but also flair throughout as they expertly negotiate compelling arrangements full of angular inflections and other interesting quirks, many of them achieved via the intelligent use of effects.

- Rave Child