Auren - Numéro
Numerous merits
When you venture to the feminine French folk alternative path in 2019, you may run into Auren. Her catchy single "Moi, Jane" –Tarzan’s wife, not Gainsbourg’s – made me want to know more. Lucky draw. Her album Numéro manifests undeniable quality of composition, in which acoustic guitar presides and alternate bass notes are the rule. Following Claire Denamur, Constance Amiot and other valuable folk girls.
An entering with catlike stealth ("Emilio") performs the feat of describing boredom without being boring. A mariachi trumpet shows up softly. You’ll find it again 5 times in the record.
The author paints portraits of women (basically one per song) who are her or not. Who knows. One of them dreams of emancipation ("Lâcher les Chiens"), another of fame ("Édith"), another of absolute love ("Oh mon Amour"). Each of them is feminist in her way.
And it is evident that the singer from Lyon, who went through les Rencontres d'Astaffort, knows how to write, and she’s the one who signs all the lyrics (except the waltz "C'est Pas Pour Dire", which lacks thickness by the way).
Doesn’t "Édith" equal "Tainted love"? Yes it does, but you’re all the same happy to get back to a swinging lalala track like this near the end of the album, after the tunnel "C'est Pas Pour Dire" / "Ton Camion" / "Tamaris".
The country American band Calexico produced this 2nd album of Auren, who confess having a weakness for Johnny Cash too ("J'suis Pas"). But he was a little less available than Calexico to produce her album (ho ho).
Fortunately for me, she doesn’t lapse into country herself, but into staunch folk entirely in French. Very feminine and very 2019.
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She has the flaw of repeating choruses too much. "Oh mon Amour" for instance seems to be designed to last 2:30, not 6:27. And it even contains a first ending, at 4:20 or so. As evidence, the words of the last chorus (too much repeated too) don’t appear in the booklet. Nevertheless the thicker instrumental developments of last 4 minutes (i.e. the 2 thirds of the song!) are interesting and may have deserved to go even further. That’s the good I wish her for the next LP... Or for concert wandering, why not!
As for "Tamaris", it seems to stretch into a welcome long languor, even though it only lasts 4:04. The torpor of the (very) slow rhythm does everything. Bravo! -
Moi, Jane
Tamaris
Oh mon Amour -
Ton Camion
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The sentence
“Love is all and all is full of love” ("Le Fil")
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herwww.auren-officiel.com (226 Hits)
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...And now, listen!
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Created07 September 2019
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