At the last Mediafilm CinéBazar, there was a strangely familiar guy, immersed in the soundtrack bin. “It’s him, Karlof…” whispered colleague Philippe Renaud. The Karlof of the Karlof Orchestra? ” Yes yes. “Karlof Galovsky, the legendary cannabis man ostracized because of a foggy clip? The psychedelic singer himself. Disappeared from the radar since 2006. Prowling on movie sets, they said. It was in June: almost at the same time appeared love, first extract from a new album, announced for the end of the summer. It was true. Here is useless songs, directed by Éric Goulet, free and crazy record, strictly optional. Where Karlof explains to us how Bo Diddley is a Quebecerwhere he offers in haunting blues how he distanced himself from showbiz (I’m going to be late for five to seven), among other glaring portraits of offbeat truth. “We distort ourselves within our walls”, sings the unrepentant ghost, with his most beautiful “air of beef”. Watch out for Karlof, he bites again.
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