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I have never
been in touch with anybody in Japan previously, so it was really
an unexpected and pleasant surprise to find a package coming from
Tokyo in my letter-box. How these far-away people got to hear
of my radio-show was first a mystery to me. But it was soon cleared
up when, reading the accompanying letter, I found that the nice
guys of Danish band Labrador* were kindly spreading the word on
Rockomondo to locals while touring Japan. A great and successful
idea, as this CD by Mondialito demonstrates.
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Consisting
of Junko Nishimura who pens the words and sings, and her companion
Toshiya Fueoka who writes the music and plays all the instruments,
Mondialito is quite a classic girl/ boy duet. One thing differentiates
them from other similar bands though : their thoroughful knowledge
of contemporary French culture . Seen from France, a visit to
the band's homepage is simultaneously flattering and confusing.
Actually, these folks know more about the music and films from
my own country than I do myself ! Therefore, it's no big surprise
that their whole album is written and sung in French. A hazardous
exercise if there's one : writing good sounding lyrics in Serge
Gainsbourg's language is already a difficult task for his fellow
countrymen. In the past, we've had a few examples of people from
abroad taking up the same challenge and sounding more ridiculous
than classy to French ears. Fortunately, Mondialito avoid that
trap. Although deliciously slanted, Junko Nishimura's lyrics benefit
from her beguiling feathery croon and flawless diction. Her hushed,
unaffected voice is a pure delight throughout the album. Toshiya
Fueoka gives it a bevy of pristine melodies, and the most perfect
soundscape you could dream of : an ultra-light cocktail of click
n' cut electronics and acoustic instruments, sometimes enhanced
with cellos and violins. Mixing equal parts of data-pop, chanson
française and bossa-nova through the very Japanese
restraint of the arrangements, this luscious airy-pop distills
a sweet and touching melancholy that leaves a long-lasting imprint
in the heart of the listener. More than often, it brings to mind
the wonderful songs of Norway's Ephemera ( of whom Mondialito
are self-confessed fans ) in an even more fragile and understated
version. Whether it's on the soft electronics of the opener Lavande,
on the delicate acoustic architectures of L'Azur and Sous
Le Soleil d' Ete, on the gently piano-driven title-track or
any other song on this too short ( 28 minutes) mini-album, the
soothing virtues of Mondialito's music are undeniable, making
you feel warm, secure and peaceful like if you were floating in
amniotic fluid.
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In these troubled
times, half-an-hour of sheer escapism is a rare and precious thing
indeed. It fully justifies to spend some time trying to get hold
of a copy of " Avant la pluie", the most beautiful gift
Japan gave to the world since Jiro' Taniguchi's comic " The
walking man".
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