Igorrr + Master Boot Record + Imperial Triumphant

At Transbordeur: Igorrr + Master Boot Record + Imperial Triumphant

From our stage at Transbordeur, we are preparing to welcome one of the boldest bills of the season: Igorrr + Master Boot Record + Imperial Triumphant. Our hall thrives on contrasts, and this night is built on them—baroque breakbeats colliding with blast beats, retro-futurist synths unfurling like pipe organs, and brass-laced black metal echoing through our vaulted space. We are shaping the room for the extremes: a tight low end that keeps double-kick percussion punchy without smothering harpsichord flourishes or modular textures; a lighting plot that moves from chiaroscuro to strobe-driven frenzy; sightlines that place the pit in the heart of the storm while giving our balcony a wide, cinematic view. Igorrr’s unpredictable dramaturgy—where a track like Very Noise can pivot into operatic delirium or the steel-toothed thrust of Parpaing—always electrifies our floor. Master Boot Record brings that polygonal sheen and needlepoint precision, a live translation of code and cathodes that hits with the force of a thrash ensemble. Imperial Triumphant, cloaked in urban decadence, layers polyrhythms and jazz-informed dissonance into a sound that seems engineered for the metallic sheen of our room.

As a venue, we follow artists’ trajectories closely, and the momentum behind this lineup is unmistakable. Igorrr continues to tour material from Spirituality and Distortion, reimagining sections with new dynamic arcs that benefit from our hall’s enveloping acoustics—massive yet finely articulated, so whispers and whispers-turned-screams carry equal weight. The project’s theatrical instincts give us room to sculpt atmosphere: the hush before a soprano entry, the crack of a snare against strings, the sudden aerobic convulsion of wonky breakcore. Master Boot Record’s recent cycle, carried forward by Internet Protocol, deepens that labyrinth of arpeggios, down-tuned riffs, and machine-tempered melody; in our space the interplay between sinew and silicon becomes palpably physical, from sub-bass growl to treble filigree. Imperial Triumphant’s Spirit of Ecstasy era is a feast for a stage team like ours: we lean into their chiaroscuro masks and metropolitan mystique, plotting angles that make brass flares glint and drum patterns articulate like architecture. Expect the vertiginous thrust of Metrovertigo and the gilded swagger of Merkurius Gilded to ring out with cathedral clarity—ominous, luxurious, and immediate.

What awaits you in Lyon at Transbordeur

For this gathering, we are pacing the evening to maximize immersion and contrast: three distinct universes threaded by our changeover choreography, ensuring momentum without sacrificing the ritual of anticipation. Our front-of-house engineers are mapping scenes tied to tempo shifts and polyrhythms, so that a glitchy metric snap from Igorrr or a sudden modal swerve from Imperial Triumphant triggers precise lighting cues and FX sweeps. The bar and merch areas are positioned for easy flow between sets; sightlines from each entry point lead intuitively to the main floor, with additional vantage from the balcony for those who prefer to watch the storm gather from above. We’re tuning the system for intelligibility at high SPL, giving Master Boot Record’s razor-edged synths room to breathe while preserving the iron spine of distorted rhythm guitars. Expect dynamic ranges that plunge to near-silence and surge into grandiose climaxes, with low-end management designed to keep kick drums articulate even as sub frequencies rumble. As ever, the Lyon crowd’s curiosity and stamina set the tone; we match it with hospitality, precision, and a room built to let hybrid forms flourish. Igorrr + Master Boot Record + Imperial Triumphant is exactly the kind of alchemy Transbordeur was designed to hold—fierce, intricate, and unforgettable.