As a music reviewer it's sometimes easiest to stick within familiar parameters when assessing the merits of a bands musical output for fear of getting the judgement horribly wrong, offending those 'in the know', or not grasping the scope of the intent and giving the band, the album and mostly your own ignorance what for with both damn barrels. In the face!
But hell it's worth the risk to step outside the comfort zone and breathe in the heady delights of the vast musical landscape where you’ll discover Cours Lapin (Rabbit Run) and their self-titled album.
On paper it sounds like a conceit too far, four Danish film composers conspire to write a timeless album of French songs that could well be a lost soundtrack from New Wave cinema or David Lynch depending on the song playing at any particular point.
French being a rudimentary skill for me, there's limited grasp of the content they're singing about, but that genuinely doesn’t matter as you sit back and absorb the otherworldly visions and theatrical nuances their music conjures up.
Understanding little is a bonus as the mind wanders to fill in the blanks. This is a beautifully gloomy album worthy of your time.
www.myspace.com/courslapin
www.mekongdelta.co.uk
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