La Sécurité – Bingo

Bella Union / Mothland

Pretend it’s 1982: You put on your dancing shoes, tuck in your shirt, and get ready to hit the discotheque. You and your friends are cool enough to be listening to Devo, New Order, and Talking Heads, but not cool enough to stay past midnight. A little jump to the left, a step to the right, and it’s 2026. You and your friends are cool enough to be listening to La Sécurité, a band reviving and revitalizing that crucial era in music on their latest album, Bingo.

The Montréal band first came on my radar when I saw them opening for The Go! Team in 2024, easily one of the most fun shows I got to see that year. La Sécurité’s strain of primitive dance-punk perfectly complemented The Go! Team’s raucous cheerleader rock, and they instantly became a band to watch. Now they’ve released their first major recording since that tour, the high-energy sophomore album Bingo, a record that should be shooting the band into the groovy stratosphere.

The album contains ten tight tracks in its digestible and highly replayable half-hour, like “Detour,” an early single released around the time of The Go! Team tour that still sounds as fun and frenetic as it did then. The title track, “Bingo,” is another bouncy instrumental with quirky staccato vocals, and one of the many moments that highlight La Sécurité as an entire ensemble, with all five members locked in together for a killer jam. “Trixie” is a spunky strut about the titular sex worker, which launches precisely into the all-French “Nah Nah,” continuing the bass-led fierceness of its predecessor.

Despite La Sécurité being notably influenced by vintage acts (albeit vintage acts with a futuristic sound at the time), they fit right in with contemporaries like Die Spitz, Guerilla Toss, or Wet Leg. They are absolutely one of my favorite bands I’ve discovered as an opener this decade, and I am patiently awaiting their next headlining reign in the States. Until then, I dance to Bingo alone in my car, on the treadmill, while vacuuming the living room, and while lying back thinking of Canada, the land of free health care and freaky handclap music.