It is necessary to listen to the albums that failing to hear. That of Alain Chamfort is. The subtlety of the texts is served by a weak interpretation, almost out, which might seem low, if it revealed the emotion of the subject. Like every time, which seems far cutesy is actually a marvel of writing and composition. The texts are full of disillusionment and self-mockery. Nothing is to be taken literally. Then blame the singer not to make the easy but take its audience for what he himself is sensitive and intelligent. Decidedly, Alain Chamfort did not finish move us.