Olivier Langevin has stepped aside in recent years to better serve the projects of his accomplice Fred Fortin – he reserved his most recent riffs for Gros Mené two years ago. Finally, we reverse the roles with See you tomorrow maybeGalaxie’s sixth album, the first since Super Lynx Deluxepublished in 2018. The wait was worth it.
At the heart of the fuzzy nebula emanating from Lac-Saint-Jean, Galaxie exults, with a more refined, very modern touch, thanks to the electro ambiances and resolutely danceable rhythms that make Langevin’s flagship so unique on the Quebec music scene .
The universe shaped by the ace guitarist is preserved on See you tomorrow maybe, although he allows himself some enjoyable deviations in conduct. Indeed, The spleen of Montreal and the improbable HHHEEENNN! ! ! are blues bugs which testify to the spontaneity of the creative effort of Langevin and his band. Tarantula expresses the same urgency, in a heavy rock jam – Pierre Fortin probably killed his drum after recording this song. A disjointed atmosphere first deployed in Ramen soupa psychopunk blast that we admit to having listened to over and over again.
At the opposite end of the spectrum, the very electro Cucumber is driven by a “distorted” synthetic drone on which a chorus unfolds where the drums and the guitar take over to form a completely offbeat whole. This is where we want Galaxie to take us.
It remains that we first remember the songs which carry the dancing DNA of the group. In opening, Anomie quickly established its groove in the crackling chords of Langevin’s six-string and the overdrive choruses of Karine Pion. We add a layer on Dolbeau, an explosion of twisted keyboards by François Lafontaine, which makes us believe for a moment that Dolbeau is a bustling megalopolis. “ No stressI’ll fix it for you in our local fashion,” Olivier Langevin assures us.
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See you tomorrow maybe
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