There’s a couple at Conor’s feet, another half a dozen people packed against the window behind him, a whole group of people to his left, just as many on his right, and enough people in front of him to where he’s only left a small square meter of free space at the feet of three musicians. “You’re a little too close,” admitted Conor; nevertheless, this is what we had intended. We wanted to have folks on their knees, even sitting on the floor; we wanted them to forget their tiredness, to let their legs fall asleep, and to have stiff wrists thanks to the music surrounding them –like children surrounding a storyteller.
And it was exactly that, if not better. We lived a story while hearing one. Seated on a wooden chair and surrounded by a ground-level audience, Conor O’Brien was the narrator. During “Earthly Pleasure” (14’30), watch him tell us a crazy story about a man being catapulted from a toilet…in the middle of a war. Listen to him whisper a verse and then recite the next like a conspirator whose eyes are closed while he envisions the [scene? stage?]. And watch the unique evening unfold as Vincent Segal accepts the challenge to play his cello with Conor without ever having met the Villagers.
For us, this is obviously evocative of a seduction game similar to that of St. Vincent and Andrew Bird. Vincent had only rehearsed three songs, yet he showed his obvious talent by staying to play almost the entire set – all while adapting marvelously and playing exceptionally. He even took the reins at several points during the evening by telling a story about a percussion instrument or insisting that Conor and Corman try a stronger version of “The Wave.”
There were two encores, songs played in several rooms in the apartment, kids who knew the lyrics, Lisa Hannigan who came to help sing some harmonies, and soft versions of songs that had originally impressed us with their power. There was an entire palette of emotions that were painted by a remarkable musician who happens to be one of today’s most beautiful storytellers, and whose album “Awayland” happens to be the most perfect collection of his work.
Don’t wait to hear it; this album is as magical as that night that we had always wanted to witness.
Directed par Benoît Toulemonde
Produced by Chryde & Matthieu Buchsenschutz
Lights : Thomas Jacquet
DP : Thomas Lallier
Images : Colin Solal Cardo, Julien Jaunet, Ernesto Giolitti, Thomas Jacquet, Thomas Lallier
Assistant director : Leslie Lagier
Sound director : Jean-Baptiste Aubonnet
Sound : François Clos, Etienne Pozzo
Assistant sound : Nicolas Rochette
Mix : Jean-Baptiste Aubonnet,Etienne Pozzo
Mastering : Etienne Pozzo
Production manager : Jean-Baptiste Arbouch, Aelred Leplat
Editing : Leslie Lagier
Assistant editing : Tristan Bossy
Color : David Bouhsira
La Blogothèque : Chryde, Matthieu Buchsenschutz, Jonathan André, Dali Zourabichvili, Ondine Benetier
Stances : Benoît Toulemonde, Justine Sementzeff, Nicolas Rochette
Posters / Design : Thomas Baas