My Review: Sad Madona - New Flesh

 Sad Madona - New Flesh

Paris elegantly dresses up the night, with synths that come from Pornography, perfect rhythms for a macabre dance, the one that Remi Lauvergne manages to bring inside the moonbeams that do not need many words to speak the language of suspension: he needs almost guttural approaches, because it is the guitar that is the real voice that informs us how a song can be written with the help of a talent that knows how not to make its coffer too accessible. But the visions provoked by listening, the hallucination of compact sounds lasting one hundred and twenty-five seconds are enough to give you a spasm.

Like a perpetually pregnant lament, the track is an emotional loop before it is musical, something that oppresses but at the same time liberates instincts full of autumnal, almost winter toxins. You throw yourself into the room to dance and move like a puppet from the Belleville market, while you think you understand the meaning of Human League's experiments in The Dignity Of Labour, where the feeling of a cloudburst reigned in your veins. Here, Remi succeeds well in the evocation of sublime ghosts of yesteryear and it is up to us to enjoy this enchanting game of references...

Alex Dematteis

Musicshockworld

Supino

18th April 2023

https://sadmadona.bandcamp.com/track/new-flesh