Cirque
Elle nous apparaît fragile et sensible, au fil de chanson à fleur de peau, belles et sublimes. Elle vient d'un lieu musical peu fréquenté, car si proche de la tristesse et de la mélancolie que beaucoup s'y sont déjà brûlé les ailes. Elle en a fait son lieu de villégiature, sans se soucier de cette profonde émotion que sa voix et ses mélodies susciteraient chez l'auditeur épris d'émotions fortes et sensibles qu'elle insuffle en lui, ou elle. Elle est là, seule, et joue, chante, faisant fi de ce qui pourrait lui être reproché. Elle est directe, grande en restant aussi discrète que sa vie le lui permet. Elle est innocence, enfance, douleur, mélancolie, désir, amour, pureté, simplicité. Peu de gens la connaissent, la côtoient; elle est solitude et délicatesse. Et au fil de trois somptueux albums entièrement autoproduits (Signals, Colors Will Change et ...Got The Love!), elle révèle une musique directe et sans arrangements éxagérés, simple et dépouillée. Tantôt un piano vient bercer la quiétude de sa voix si cristalline et sensible, tendue mais si chaude et confortable; tantôt des arrangements plus électroniques se laissent entendre au loin, mais rien ne semble devoir altérer la sensibilité vocale qu'elle nous donne à entendre. On est ici en totale confidence, en confiance. Loin de tous les bruits du quotidien, lorsque chacun est à la recherche de douceur et de calme, elle est là, et offre un refuge pour nos corps transis et douloureux. Elle est un exutoire à nos quotidiens si exténuants et parfois pénibles; et une telle pureté réconforte et rassure. Chaque mélodie et sincère et honnête, à fleur de peau, directe et pénétrante. Ce minimalisme musical qu'elle nous donne à entendre est indescriptible, tant il semble profond et caressant; la musique est ici un souffle délicat et rassurant. Et, chose impressionnante et sublime, chaque chanson semble devoir être une partie du corps de l'artiste: ces pièces musicales sont des âmes fantômatiques ayant pris corps et se révélant à nous, de même que la blancheur spirituelle de Cirque s'insinue dans nos esprits. Dans un calme et une douceur sensibles et délicats, ces mêmes pièces musicales deviennent autant de petits psaumes, chants d'honneur d'un lieu possédé par l'artiste, d'un endroit où il fait bon se perdre. Entre immédiateté, mélancolie et sourire (à l'image du visage apaisé ornant la couverture de Signals), Cirque se révèle, se donne. Sa voix émeut, le dépouillement de sa musique enlace nos coeurs (même celui des plus retors, vous êtes prévenus...); elle prouve ainsi que, sans aucun autre instrument que sa propre voix, la musicalité est une image de l'âme, et ne cherche pas d'artifices. Cirque est une artiste de la beauté, du partage et des larmes; de joie, de sensualité, d'émotion... Et malgré l'écoute de nombreux autres artistes depuis que j'ai eu cet honneur de la découvrir, impossible de me remettre de cette délicatesse musicale qui devra être conservée précieusement dans un écrin musical à part; en lui souhaitant tellement, peut-être en collaborant avec d'autres artistes, ou en demeurant seule, mais sans jamais se fermer; merci, Cirque...
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She first appears to be sensitive and fragile, thanks to straight-to-the-bone wonderful and sublime songs. She comes from an unknown musical world, while she's so close to sadness and melancholy, styles in which many others failed before her. But these emotions are her own, and she certainly couldn't suppose what one would deeply feel inside while listening to her voice and songs; for each listener in search of strong and sensitive emotions and feelings, Cirque is the artist who can penetrate our inner world. She stands here alone, in front of us, and suddenly plays and sings, without taking care of what people could or would thin k of her. Apparently, few people really know her; she is solitude and sweetness. And thanks to three auto-produced albums (Signals, Colors Will Change and ... Got The Love!), she offers a naked and straight, simple and delicatemusic, which is totally freed from any unuseful arrangement. Sometimes, soft piano tunes appear to sustain and bare her fragile and sweet, warm and comfortable vocals; sometimes, far electronic arrangements are about to be heard, but never alterate the sensitivity which can be heard in her voice. All here is trust and confidence. Far from every daily noise, while one seeks for sweetness and peace, she appears to be here and offers a place where one's hurting and cold body can rest. Each melody is sincere, honest, straight and penetrates the listener's soul. Such a musical minimalism is really hard to describe, and needs to be listened to, as it is really profound, and as sweet as a caress, or a comforting whisper. Then, each song is like a real body part of the artist herself, if I may say so, which is as impressive as sublime and amazing; all these pieces of music are like ghostly souls which are brought to life and shine in front of one's eyes, as Cirque's spiritual sweetness accompanies one's mind. In such a sensitive and delicate softness, songs are like psalms and hymns for a universe which is only known the artist, and where one would really like to get lost, and be lucky enough to explore and discover new secrets. Sometimes immediate, sometimes melancholy, sometimes smiling (as her face on Signal's album cover), Cirque is a revelation, and a gift. One can only be moved by her vocals and simple but wonderful music which totally charms one's heart (beware: even strong listeners will be moved, I'm sure of this...), and thanks to her only voice and single instruments, she then proves that music is nothing but a picture of the artist's soul itself, and needs no artificial stuff to sound elaborated and moving. Cirque is doing her perfect art to represent beauty, and share tears of joy, sadness, and of deep emotions. And even if I've listened to many other albums and impressive artistic works and songs since I've been lucky enough to discover her universe, I just can't get her musical sweetness and talent out of my head, and will surely keep these pieces of art in a soft and comfortable place, like a precious jewel. Hope she 'll succeed in all she will do, artistically, and humanly, and that, perhaps thanks to musical discoveries and meetings, or while being on her own, she'll find her way, and will keep going on and on. Thanks a lot, Cirque...
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She first appears to be sensitive and fragile, thanks to straight-to-the-bone wonderful and sublime songs. She comes from an unknown musical world, while she's so close to sadness and melancholy, styles in which many others failed before her. But these emotions are her own, and she certainly couldn't suppose what one would deeply feel inside while listening to her voice and songs; for each listener in search of strong and sensitive emotions and feelings, Cirque is the artist who can penetrate our inner world. She stands here alone, in front of us, and suddenly plays and sings, without taking care of what people could or would thin k of her. Apparently, few people really know her; she is solitude and sweetness. And thanks to three auto-produced albums (Signals, Colors Will Change and ... Got The Love!), she offers a naked and straight, simple and delicatemusic, which is totally freed from any unuseful arrangement. Sometimes, soft piano tunes appear to sustain and bare her fragile and sweet, warm and comfortable vocals; sometimes, far electronic arrangements are about to be heard, but never alterate the sensitivity which can be heard in her voice. All here is trust and confidence. Far from every daily noise, while one seeks for sweetness and peace, she appears to be here and offers a place where one's hurting and cold body can rest. Each melody is sincere, honest, straight and penetrates the listener's soul. Such a musical minimalism is really hard to describe, and needs to be listened to, as it is really profound, and as sweet as a caress, or a comforting whisper. Then, each song is like a real body part of the artist herself, if I may say so, which is as impressive as sublime and amazing; all these pieces of music are like ghostly souls which are brought to life and shine in front of one's eyes, as Cirque's spiritual sweetness accompanies one's mind. In such a sensitive and delicate softness, songs are like psalms and hymns for a universe which is only known the artist, and where one would really like to get lost, and be lucky enough to explore and discover new secrets. Sometimes immediate, sometimes melancholy, sometimes smiling (as her face on Signal's album cover), Cirque is a revelation, and a gift. One can only be moved by her vocals and simple but wonderful music which totally charms one's heart (beware: even strong listeners will be moved, I'm sure of this...), and thanks to her only voice and single instruments, she then proves that music is nothing but a picture of the artist's soul itself, and needs no artificial stuff to sound elaborated and moving. Cirque is doing her perfect art to represent beauty, and share tears of joy, sadness, and of deep emotions. And even if I've listened to many other albums and impressive artistic works and songs since I've been lucky enough to discover her universe, I just can't get her musical sweetness and talent out of my head, and will surely keep these pieces of art in a soft and comfortable place, like a precious jewel. Hope she 'll succeed in all she will do, artistically, and humanly, and that, perhaps thanks to musical discoveries and meetings, or while being on her own, she'll find her way, and will keep going on and on. Thanks a lot, Cirque...
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