Gontard!

Dropping the mask more and more, Gontard takes us on a sort of epic-western journey, a mop on the National 7, a tribute to a time when the man from Valentin draws most of his musical, literary and cinematographic references, that is to say, roughly the period 75-85, that of a more marked out world. This does not prevent him, on the contrary, from widening his musical palette with the reggae La sduction or the "world" touches of Mahalia Dooyoo. We start with Plein de super in a band of friends around Akene Guetno and his Anemone beautiful as a truck, but as always with Gontard, the light or deceptively light (Homme perdu) alongside the touching (La chansons de Cdric) or even the poignant (Femme d'entretien, Faillite). Has this journey into the past made him forget the social and even political statements made so far about the present (Repeupler...) or the future (2029)? On the contrary, he draws from it the strength to think that The wind will whistle three times because we know "that we are together and they are alone", and that "The wolves are us". Even with a rabbit mask.