To reinvent oneself, sometimes, is to rediscover oneself. Reconcile with a part of oneself, neglected because the chosen path was elsewhere. For Laurence Hélie, it went through French-speaking folk song, and it was very beautiful: who knew? We, but we are not that many. Dead end, what to do? She sang in English in her early days, accompanied herself on the guitar: why not start from there? So act. His first album as Mirabelle—the aptly named Late Bloomer — disappeared in the great hole of the pandemic, it deserved a revival. So this is it Flickering Lights, and it’s a psych-folk marvel, a magical glade of strange and beautiful melodies, which negotiate astonishing bends and reveal enchanted paths (harp, celestial). Of the Acid Rainit feels like a child of Sandy Denny, in the midst of a renaissance of late British folk sixties. Is It Karma, Worry Stones confirm the impression: a very pleasant journey. What if we followed Mirabelle for good this time?
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