If you haven’t yet heard of Clay, there’s a chance you may have already seen her. The musician and activist has a look not easily forgotten, a crop of violet hair and a penchant for brightly embroidered denim. An L.A.-based San Franciscan native, with a voice like Etta James, she sings of ancient myths and great escapes, and we just can’t get enough.
It seems Jane Birkin and Serge Gainsbourg never really separated. The iconic lovers – she the girlish ingénue, all doe eyes and Bambi limbs, he the man described by French President Mitterrand after his death in 1991 as “our Baudelaire” – are enmeshed in the French psyche, and Birkin isn’t one to shatter illusions. Here, she tells the stories of “the most perfect of partnerships”.
Then and now, Flume has our sleepless nights covered. In celebration of his Grammy win for latest album Skin, we take it back to our interview with the Australian electro maestro in the early moments of his career – talking horror films, caffeine addiction and the story behind his moniker.