Lately I've been trying to listen to classical music, and my shitty car tape player having stopped functioning properly, all I can do now is listen to the radio while driving. After many attempts I've found out that the only radio stations worth listening to in my area were the classical music ones. One is just classical music all the time the other has a few jazz broadcasts once in a while. It feels nice to drive through urban landscapes with delicate music playing in the radio.

Un Autre Décembre means Another December. The music sounds delicate and fragile, very minimalist. The (mini) album contains twelve short instrumental tracks over twenty minutes. Apart from 4 tracks respectively titled Granulation 1, 2, 3 and 4, which are short piano-free experimental and minimalist pieces all the tracks are just Chauveau playing his piano with an accordion on the final track, du rêve dans les yeux. The tracks sound pure and just beautiful. Some are lighter than others, but they never end up sounding like the Amélie soundtrack. One of my favourites is the fifth, titled Alors la lumière vacille. It's just one minute long but more touching than most of the music I listen to on a daily basis. The title track, Un Autre Décembre is dark, a sad gorgeous piece. This is a perfect guide to dreamy loneliness.  

-Barbara H

/feb 15th 2003/