{"id":32836,"date":"2020-11-14T18:33:55","date_gmt":"2020-11-14T23:33:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/panm360.com\/records\/les-coeurs-du-mal\/"},"modified":"2020-11-14T18:43:42","modified_gmt":"2020-11-14T23:43:42","slug":"les-coeurs-du-mal","status":"publish","type":"records","link":"https:\/\/panm360.com\/en\/records\/les-coeurs-du-mal\/","title":{"rendered":"Les c\u0153urs du mal"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

After clicking on the white triangle, we hear a deep, gravelly voice chanting, \u201cJ\u2019ai vu la col\u00e8re \u2013 J\u2019ai vu l\u2019avanie \u2013 Les deux ravag\u00e8rent \u2013 Ce qu\u2019on avait d\u2019acquis\u201d (I saw anger \/ I saw humiliation \/ The two of them ravaged \/ what we had gained\u201d). One wonders whether this is a posthumous song by Philippe L\u00e9otard or Allain Leprest, or a new album by Hubert-F\u00e9lix Thi\u00e9faine. Mais non! This voice and these words emanate from Abela\u00efd Khydali, an anagram behind which hides \u2013 barely \u2013 Adib Alkhalidey, whom we know as a humourist, actor, and director (Mon ami Walid<\/em>).<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Adib reveals his unsuspected affinity with poetry and music in a masterful and unequivocal manner. What a limpid and inspired pen, sometimes melancholy, sometimes soothing! Adib Alkhalidey, alias Abela\u00efd (from Abel, the first victim of a fratricide according to Genesis, and a\u00efd<\/em>, which means \u201cfeast\u201d in Arabic), opts for a spicy language, capable of resonating in the ears of all francophones and francophiles. We\u2019re grateful to him for this. Pierre Lapointe too, who will no doubt feel less lonely.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

To penetrate the ether of our ambivalent consciousness, these lyrics are laid out on a rhythmic and melodic support of a synthetic nature, except for rare acoustic contributions, as in \u201cOrphelines\u201d. The atmosphere is sometimes conducive to dance, as in the title song. Mathieu Magny produced Les c\u0153urs du mal<\/em>, an allusion to the iconic collection by the man who dyed his hair green 125 years before Johnny Rotten, Charles Baudelaire. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

After the sudden conclusion of \u201cL\u2019Enfer c\u2019est l\u2019Autre (seulement si tu le crois)\u201d, the last track of the album, nothing can stop us from affirming that Les c\u0153urs du mal<\/em> is one of the most edifying works of the moment, in French-speaking song.<\/p>\n\n\n\n