Tresestrellas - 5

Drums and cavernous electric guitars with echoes from Neil Young and Crazy Horse with anxious and cut dry blows which behave like dried paper acting upon the humidity of the songs almost always based on ringlets made of a few solemn chords which are left to sound with calmness. A soloist voice with a real yet complex understanding of the drama which perfectly shapes the density of the song: where the dandy Nick Cave invades passages, where time is suspended, where the slow core is pinpointed coming up and coming down whispering stammering... threading word after word until it becomes a sentence.