Nightfall. It doesn’t matter if you are in the darkness of your room, or in a clearing in the forest. It doesn’t matter because there is something in common between the intimacy of four walls in the quiet of the night and the tense calm of nature at peace. Hilary Woods’s first album is perfect for both moments. Colt softly asks to accompany you, be it in a walk in the dark or in the cosy atmosphere of an intimate room. You can sense that it is a record made in intimacy, darkness and delicacy (in fact, it was recorded in an abandoned flat). It sounds like Grouper combined with the atmosphere of Twin Peaks. Piano, synthesisers, field noises, celestial voices, a few harp and drone arrangements and frozen beats: immediately spellbound. Tonight at Sala Apolo.
Ville à Dômat 