A pop film that leaves no stone unturned

«I'm full of love. I'm full of you.»

ARTICLE LONG FORMAT, JONAS FOLLONIER | It's one of the things that defines Le Regard Libre: the pleasure we take in making discordant voices heard, in their raw sincerity. Either discordant with what we usually read, hear and see. Or discordant within the magazine's own editorial team. So when my dear colleague Loris S. Musumeci, an unlikely admirer of Angèle, tried to sell me a feature on the artist, I immediately agreed. And for a very simple reason: Angèle represents everything that puts me off in today's French variété. I was also certain that Loris's love for the singer, once put down on paper, would take on a certain singularity compared to that of his many other lovers. Perhaps my analysis, based on original disgust, would also lead to something original...

The great French-language music revelation of 2018! More than a revelation, Angèle is a phenomenon. A young blonde combining beauty and intelligence at just twenty-four years of age, she is conquering the hearts of French-speaking youth. And beyond: her audience is beginning to reach far beyond generations Y and Z, and is no longer exclusively French-speaking; her explosive success in New York in December 2019 bears witness to this. Angèle's eighteen tracks include lyrics, music and video clips. Lyrics that touch, music that stays, clips that surprise, and a sublime woman who already seduces so many, even though she's only at the dawn of a promising rise.