At the age of 24, despite the insolent youth that shimmers in her brown eyes, Adèle Castillon has already lived several lives, both fictional and real. Enough to effortlessly nurture the intimate lyrics of her debut album, an unvarnished account of a first break-up in love, the torments of emotional dependence and dependence pure and simple. All with the authenticity and poetic freshness that already made the songs on Vidéoclub irresistible, the nostalgic 80s electro-pop duo - a la Odezenne meets Elli et Jacno - that she formed in Nantes with Matthieu Reynaud at the age of seventeen. [...]
While she was still at lycée, a first love, as dazzling as all firsts, inspired her to set up Vidéoclub with her then lover. The clip for 'Amour plastique', cobbled together with the means at hand and shared by a Mexican actor in a Netflix series that went viral, attracted tens of millions of streams. A legend was born, culminating in a tour and a final video, 'SMS', which mischievously summed up three years of love and announced their break-up.
Anyone other than Adèle Castillon could have got lost in it. But it's she who's writing the rest, alone, a quiet force despite her admitted fragility, and a bumpy road that takes shape behind the perfectly aligned title of this first album. Signed to the music label of Iconoclast, the ultra-creative image production company, she found in Surkin, a sharp electro talent as precocious as herself, the ideal partner for the two of them to chart a new musical horizon, combining the innocence of French pop with a homemade, down-to-earth spirit, His impeccable references range from Adèle Castillon's Generation Z playlist to Taxi Girl, Suicide, Billie Eilish, Madonna, Beach House, Tame Impala, Chromatics, Miley Cyrus, Daft Punk Lio, Damso, Muddy Monk, Mylène Farmer and Agar Agar. It's a vibrant debut from a young artist who we're betting will be making a name for herself in the months to come.
