The universe of Dominique A

From the first notes of "Eléor", the charm is, unstoppable ... and did contradict during the 40 minutes, or over repeated listens, who do not seem any user album: we are here in a kind of perfect expression of the world of Dominique A, with its wildly elegant sadness, his sudden electrical or emotional tears, his melodies that squeeze a little heart, but seem to awaken the best in us and in the end this impression so satisfactory feelings of fullness ... "Eléor" certainly does not have the ambition of "Towards Lueurs", and this is its limit: it marks a decline of Dominique A in territories it has already surveyed at the risk - clearly assumed - of repetition, and also the limitations inherent in the "French song". However, the absolute assurance that emerges from most of these songs (yet so beautifully fragile) repetition transforms into clearer relief: strings, which sublimate here several songs, as well as the opening to the hand, towards the unknown even thanks to the travel theme running through the album, give "Eléor" a new breath, which is the mark of great albums, albums that we could become vital