Tuesday Nov 28 2017 - 20:00
Here it's a piano that draws the first visions. A voice relates that it comes from the concrete, the avenues, from sidewalks crowded or deserted, from the shadows, and forsaken trees. The city. Cities. A harmonica, restraint personified, and then a rhythm section advancing through the heart of its streets and souls. A stroll that owes as much to memories as it does to an observation, and a condition: city-dweller, eye-witness, man, musician, Charles Pasi walks, paces, and advances, over the asphalt and in his head.“From The City” is the first song in Bricks, his new album. It's a door that opens onto something sensitive and significant, an environment that serves as an ID. It's a subtle mixture of softness and melancholy, lucidity and duality, a manner of giving much without laying it on. Blues, soul, pop, right from the start you don't know, you've forgotten, and you understand that here, labels are of no importance at all. That's not the issue; it never was. Is it absolutely necessary to define a thing in order to give yourself the right to love it? Incidentally, and with a smile, he quotes Duke Ellington: “There are only two kinds of music: good music and the other kind." How right he is.