These sweet melodies are not what they seem to be : like fairy
tales, they only exist to give room to demons and monsters
haunting a man’s own world...
Haunted Days is a story of passion, which started when the
young musician met his destiny on a rainy sunday afternoon, as
he was watching “Young Guns 2”.
Ahead of his time, the “playlister” and autodidact quickly
phased out listening to Bon Jovi. And it’s armed with a couple of
Christmas’ presents - a Walkman and a double tape deck - that
he spent his teenage years compiling quirky recordings. He also
developed a taste for sampling and field recording, enabling him
to mature a very unique and personal way of producing a musi-
cal style, matching his very own sensitivity.
The beauty lies in the realism transcending the music : aesthetic
and wrapped in an elegant melancholy.
Far away in a forest where memories wander, you can hear a
ghostly orchestra sprinkling obsolete notes, confronting what
one would imagine a beat box programmed by an IA could sound
like. The kind of music taking you to a place where Mark Z.
Danielewski would be seen going side by side with Tristan Egolf,
and where Patrick Bateman would argue with Arturo Bandini
(“Midnight, the stars and you” by Al Bowlly & Ray Noble playing
in the background). A discrete influence on this first solo album,
the jazz of the 30s crosses the soundscapes of James Rein-
deer’s post-rock rap, to then rub shoulders with the composer
James Leyland Kirby (aka The Caretaker) and finally dices with
the label Anticon, leaving traces of nostalgic, but never endured
fantasy in its path, mistaken memories confined in these eleven
titles of a cold beauty.
You will find no castles or horse-drawn vehicles in this tale, but
travel at a launchpad’s thrust speed, through the days, Haunted
Days that is...tormented ones.
