Jean-Philippe Goude: De Anima / Ainsi De Nous auf 2 CDs

In the beginning there was the piano. As soon as he mastered the basics he discovered the spell of melancholy while working on a little musical piece: an etude ringing out in the style of a somber hymn. Not the dead meat smell of somberness that, according to Picabia, serious people emit. Rather, instead, the earthen gravity of an abyss dug by life itself. Everything is the result of this bedazzlement. At 11 years old, Jean-Philippe Goude closed his eyes. When his eyelids finally reopened, he could only see turquoise bubbles. The times had changed. The color was set by Sgt Peppers With Weidorje, he initiated a rock adventure which led him to Dick Annegarn, Odeurs, Renaud, for whom he wrote outstanding arrangements. 'Mistral Gagnant' revives itself from his artistic signature. He spent three years wandering and then awoke. In 1985 he decided to write his own music, the music which had been lying asleep in a corner of his childhood. He sold his synthetizers and kept only a piano. Gone was the sequined way out. Thus began a long period of looking at himself in the mirror of sincerity. De Anima appeared in 1992, a decisive step on a neo classical path. Then followed the album Ainsi de nous (1994), La Divine Nature des Choses (1996) and Rock de Chambre (2001). Just as many of his works recognized, popularized often by radio and television. Jean-Philippe Goude is the author of these unforgettable musical titles which accompanied French shows such as Un Si_cle d'Ecrivains (France 3), Caract_res (France 2) and again A voix nue (France Culture). Rock de Chambre is a testimony of his taste for unnameable combinations, like the meeting of a chamber orchestra and a rock drummer (including progression) linked to King Crimson; the album in which pop music legacy, the passion of energy and rhythm take on a special contrast. There lies the secret. In the nostalgia of the baroque era (with all the subtle connections with song and dance) and the futurism of music which rejects neither Mahler nor David Sylkian, nor Ravel nor...