I may have championed the oh-so note-perfect harmonies of Gaspésie’s Mélanie and Stéphanie Boulay once or twice (here, here and er here) and so was eagerly looking forward to the release of the sisters’ follow up to their award-winning debut “Les poids des confettis”, “4488 de l’Amour”.
The sisters had already teased us with “Fais-moi un show de boucane”, which hinted at a more expansive and band orientated sound. While those majestic vocal harmonies still shone through, there was a defined rock-edge; solid percussion and electric guitars which marked a departure from the girls’ gentle country-folk melodies. This was by contrast is bold, brash and incredibly sexy…
Actually in the context of the album the song is arguably a bit of a departure. The opening track is in a similar vein to those of their debut. Once again “Les couteaux beurre” features the sister’s silky vocals. Even the haunting whistling is as harmonious and pitch perfect as their voices. But as the Sisters launch into the song’s sweet chorus with its catchy melody you get the first inkling of the aural richness and warmth of this album’s sound. Here the sound is far more expansive – electric guitars, drums, percussion, bass synths – even a Kalimba and butter knife(!) – and trombone; all add texture and depth to a song that revisits familiar grounds – their childhood home and memories that can be wrapped around them like a well-worn but comforting shawl.
Listening to the album it becomes obvious how much the sisters have matured as songwriters; these are still songs about love, boys, voyages and experiences. The songs are still very-much autobiographical, but while there may still be a broken heart or two, these are no longer songs written by two shy, young girls from Gaspé.
Boys feature quite prominently in the sisters’ compositions. “Gab des Îles” features a boy and his truck. It’s a simple melody, initially subdued and reflective – yet as percussion drums and piano are layered onto the sisters’ by now trademarked harmonies – you realise this is a song of naked desire and intimacy. “Andaman Islands” harks back to a holiday romance – as well as the intimate style of “Les poids des confettis” and the perfect symmetry of Mélanie and Stéphanie’s vocals, just accompanied by guitar and ukulele – and again the theme is one of lust and desire, cleverly captured in the song’s lyric’s; “Ce qu’on a vécu, nous deux, Ça se prend take out…” (“What we’ve experienced between us, We’ll get take-out…”) “Alexandre” is a song about eternal love and everlasting friendship, built on a lilting folk-tinged melody and angelic, ephemeral harmonies.
However I doubt you’ll hear a more touching love song this year than “Maison” – it’s a song that perfectly encapsulates Les sœurs Boulay – a deceptively simple yet totally enchanting melody married to their angelic harmonious vocals, apparently pulled-off so effortlessly – while the lyrics implore “Veux-tu y vieillir avec moi?” (“Do you want to grow old with me there?”) – honestly, who could refuse such a request?
Travel features on the Stéphane Lafleur composed “Jus de boussole”. Country-tinged but Latin-infused – thanks in no small part to the Mariachi-inspired brass and the güiro-lead percussion – the song features a timeless melody and aching vocals which evoke memories of simpler times.
“Prière” is perhaps the most delicate and melancholic song on the album. The song is another link to themes that their debut album touched upon. Here, Stéphanie’s piano accompaniment adds to the air of insecurity as she waits to see if her prayers will be answered…
It’s a sign of the growing maturity of the sisters’ songwriting skills that they’ve tackled social issues; “De la noirceur naît la beauté” is intensely dark and moving, sung almost a cappella, save for haunting synths which accentuate the somber mood portrayed; “Langue de bois” is probably the sisters’ acerbic output to date and a comment on the enforced austerity and growing financial disparity – There’s clever use of English (whom I suspect are the target of the sisters’ scorn). The song’s gentle folk rhythms are augmented by Trombone – which arguably sets the song’s tempo throughout – and a rock-pop chorus that again highlights their truly majestic voices.
The sisters again let-off steam with “Sonne-décrisse” as they rally against meaningless small-talk and mealy mouthed platitudes. The uptempo folk-tinged melody and forthright confident vocals are intended to challenge the status-quo, but while the lyrics suggest a hint of doubt, you know that these confident young women will overcome whatever uncertainty they encounter.
The album’s title track encapsulates all those intensely personal moments that make a house – the fictional address of “4488 de l’Amour” – into a home. It’s a truly effortless folk-tinged song that pair seem to be able to crank-out at the turn of a wheel and which also touches upon those enduring bonds of friendship and love. Nice touches involving flute and organ makes this whimsical song so difficult not to fall hopelessly in love with. And whimsical could be used to describe the closing number, “T’es ben mieux d’les ouvrir tes yeux” which neatly closes the album on a lighter, upbeat note and which leaves us not only wanting to hear but also join the sisters on their road-trip to the Val-d’Or. Infectious whistling and bright trumpet add to mood of joyfulness as the sisters’ dulcet vocals fade for the final time – that is until you hit the ‘repeat’ button…
“4488 de l’Amour” is another chapter of Mélanie and Stéphanie Boulay musical journey. Surrounding themselves with some old friends – Philippe B is again behind the controls while Manuel Gasse and the aforementioned Stéphane Lafleur lend a hand with both words and music – the album see the sisters emerge as mature, cosmopolitain auteure-compositrice-interprète. However, despite the fact that over the past couple of years the sisters have made a considerable impression in the Francophone community worldwide, they remain true to their Gaspé Peninsula roots, continuing to write and express themselves in their native Québécois-French (even if this does make grasping the nuances of their lyrics somewhat difficult – seriously does someone do a really good English – French-Canadian dictionary / thesaurus?) The end result is an album of vignettes of love, life, travels and astute social commentary.
“4488 de l’Amour” is an album wrapped in an expansive but warming sound which sees Les sœurs Boulay expand their musical horizons without ever losing touch of their musical identity…
Album of the Year / Disque de l’Année
New kid on the block, who sounds like Barbara and Francoise Hardy, which is nice:
This is her second EP.
This is a very nice duet:
I’ve got a soft-spot for Rosie Valland, an incredibly talented auteure-compositrice-interprète from – yes – Québec. I’ve already raved about her here and it is safe to say that her debut album “Partir avant” is one of two that I’ve been eagerly anticipating (you’ll have to wait just a little while longer for the other one…)
“Partir avant” is an album born out of break-up and heartache; of conversations that never took place. The nine songs on this stunning debut album are wrought with emotion. There’s an overwhelming air of melancholy – themes of distress and shattered dreams abound – the atmosphere is sombre; this is a dark journey that Rosie has undertaken. But it is also incredibly cathartic, there is hope and salvation. You know that Rosie has emerged stronger from this…
The album opens with the magnificent “Oublier”, a song that oozes sadness and painted with the same monochrome palette as her debut EP, the song vividly captures that moment the flames of love are extinguished.
“Noyer” and the album’s title track similarly touch on the aftermath of breaking-up, however the latter is noticeably more upbeat – driven by a hypnotic percussive beat and multi-tracked vocals, it’s arguably reflects on looking forward, rather than back – a topic revisited on the album’s closing track, “Finalement”, which not only offers closure but hints at revenge.
“Rebound”, “Quebec City” and “St-Denis” are all songs that caution love on the rebound. The former wrought with both regret and anger, highlighted by touches of brass that not only add an extra depth but also tension. Meanwhile “Quebec City” is claustrophobically dark, the grunginess amplifies the feeling of menace as it warns of stumbling out of one relationship into the outwardly inviting arms of another. “St-Denis” on the other-hand is more up-beat, lighter in texture and tone – almost summery – but you still get the feeling that Rosie longs to escape the city…
“Olympe” is perhaps the most obvious example of a radio-friendly pop-song; while the mood is still one tinged with emotion, the mood is lighter. The edginess in the voice has been replaced by a more soothing mellowness while synths and electric guitar help create a rich and easily recognisable pop-like sound. The soaring refrain and catchy hook suggest that Rosie Valland is more than capable of turning out intelligent adult-themed pop songs – if she so chooses. However, it is the utterly compelling “Nucléaire” that is my favourite song on the album. Haunting synths and reverbed guitar couple with arguably Rosie’s finest vocal performance, at one fragile, tinged with regret, yet at the same time forceful. Somehow a song about the Le fin du monde never sounded so serene…
“Partir avant” is one of the best albums to emerge from the Québec music scene this year and confirms Rosie Valland’s exceptional song-writing talents which she has married to her distinctive guitar style and oh-so compelling voice. Aficionados of the peerless Salomé Leclerc – with whom Rosie would appear to share a kindred spirit – would be wise to check out.
Nos Histoires is the new La Grande Sophie album. Review coming up. In the meantime, check out these new tracks:
One can never have too many Elli & Jacno updates. The Pirouettes (Vickie & Leo) sure make a fine duo
Great new band from France, exciting electro-pop with clever lyrics.
Chanson monument Guy Béart passed away today. Read more about Emmanuelle Béart’s dad here
See him duet with Marie Laforet below