Yann Tiersen is unclassifiable. He is not content with a simple reading of the Breton folk heritage, and as noble as it is assumed (his music has nothing to do with the end of music "régionnaliste") but by multi-instrumentalist virtuoso, he cultivates a sense of the refrain with audacity and subtlety to create remarkable sketches timeless - never tacky. In his third (and best?) Album, "The Lighthouse," Tiersen imposes nothing, but suggested. With a slight film paw. "The Lighthouse" illuminates the mysteries of its dazzling light and puts ours to light, filming whole life sides, or zoomed in fixed plan. "The Lighthouse" reconciles all ages. "The Lighthouse" takes us on a strange voyage a ship was wrecked, a drowned them is lost. On land, bicycle children's laughter, a handful of old sitting on a bench; at sea, the storm that broke off. Headlight beam scans the sea and land, illuminating fragments of our intimate lives, souvenir photographs dusty but imperishable, nostalgic crescent shaped. All thanks to the spider web woven by the many instruments used in the disk: a frantic violin and pensive piano, some witnesses of our childhood (the toy piano!) And other symbolic sounds of everyday life (pots noise and pots, a typewriter), while there was also silence its place. In a touching atmosphere, fragile and delicate, this luminous disc offers us 14 poetic journeys with the skill of a meticulous artist - which prompted occasionally some friends, one of Dominique A particularly dwelt on the title "Monochrome". Yann Tiersen is unclassifiable. It's like "The Lighthouse" which shines through his loneliness and isolation: off circuits, mode currents and time, Tiersen is a comet in the musical spectrum of current productions, and locked up in his brilliant musical landscape inside. His music definitely unmistakable, jumps borders, to better meet its influences (from rock to classical, through gypsy songs, bantering of some French texts) and to build a permanently detached combination, personal, and terribly endearing .