On a cool, slightly psychedelic jazz background, on the small stage of a poorly lit private club, KACIMI recounts his tangible dreams of a man facing his first adult steps. Under this black sun, nobody listens to him, only a mischievous sax, a sacred guitar and a tender vibraphone come mingle into the conversation, like bittersweet pleasures. Alexis Fugain, from the band Biche, sprinkles these reflects with almost biblical choirs.
"A cinematic and poetic capsule"
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