Daniel Bélanger makes his cinema

Few are free electrons like Daniel Bélanger who seduces critics and music lovers in addition to the general public while allowing himself pieces of bravery here and there.

Daniel Belanger

★★★★ 1⁄2

Traveling

Among these, we find Deflabox (an essentially slam concept disc addressing the noble art), City chic (a more than convincing rockabilly love letter), then, now, Traveling, an instrumental work that could also serve as a soundtrack for an incredibly delirious film.

For moviegoers: imagine a western directed by Terry Gilliam while listening to this offering. You will give me the news.

MORRICONE WOULD BE PROUD

Although a lot of spaghetti western music comes first when listening to Traveling (especially when we focus on pieces like Cold was the trigger and The triumph of a parakeet), the main interested party obviously goes further.

Indeed, the Traveling de Bélanger goes beyond the deserts of Sergio Leone and also slides into the tragico-comic worlds woven by Carter Burwell for most of the Cohen brothers’ feature films (Parsimonia evidenced by). We also find there the romanticism at the same time kitsch and disturbing of Angelo Badalamenti for the cinema of Lynch in addition to flirting with soundtracks of spy films or of science fiction of series Z (it is at least this that I withdraw from my sickly listening to The atomic flute and Elastic rupture in a favorable environment).

In short, a beautiful delirium – all the same coherent, rest assured – which will triumph as much music lovers as moviegoers.

Joseph edgar

★★★

Maybe a dream

While the man behind the mega hit Russian spy Promised himself a break from his solo project, the singer-songwriter finally recovered from the pandemic lethargy over the summer to write, record, and then produce this friendly and warm rock EP. Folk inclinations are very present, but also some bluesy aspirations (Jon Spencer fans will love Another stupid story). Strongly an LP inspired by this maxi, in short.

Carla Bruni

★★★

Carla Bruni

Three years after French Touch, where the singer took up in her own way a selection of English classics ranging from The Winner Takes It All from ABBA to Highway To Hell from AC / DC, Carla Bruni returns to French as well as to the original compositions on this sympathetic homonymous album, but nothing more. A bit on autopilot, the artist offers a new batch of folk pop pieces sometimes pitching towards bossa-nova and which unfortunately prove to be interchangeable. Especially for fans.

The Jaded Hearts Club

★★★ 1⁄2

You’ve Always Been Here

Super group bringing together Matt Bellamy (of Muse), Graham Coxon (of Blur) as well as other British rockers in vogue, this very select club specializes in the very garroch cover of rock and motown standards. It gives a first album which oozes pleasure, but which is also cruelly uneven. If its abrasive adaptation of the classic Four Tops Reach Out I’ll Be There takes down the jaw, we come to find the time long during the cover very à la Muse (interminable as we are overwhelmed by the artifices) ofI Put a Spell on You. It’s still worth listening to, however.

Heart stroke

LAURA JANE GRACE

★★★★

Stay Alive

The punk singer-songwriter takes another break from her band Against Me! to not only return to his solo project, but also to a more refined folk direction. If, musically, the artist does not revolutionize her genre, she delivers – once again – a poignant interpretation as well as devilishly striking texts. Although I am sold up front, Laura Jane Grace outshines – again! – my expectations.