A face, a demeanor, a charisma with instant appeal.
A deep voice, delivering a singularity as magnetic as it is confident. A voice that slips into your ears, into intimacy or into the din. Sam Sauvage also has a generous head of tousled hair and some hair-raising ideas.
He has a fluid, uninhibited sense of melody, a raw, sensitive and authentic poetry, a keen sense of observation and a taste for others, especially the marginalized, night owls and lost dreamers. It's this openness to people and society that shines through on Les gens qui dansent (j'adore), the first single from an EP due in the spring. In it, Sam Sauvage takes stock of various human and behavioral traits, from spoken word with a catchy nonchalance and a robotic swing that clashes with a western guitar, to tenderness tinged with an underlying melancholy.
