The Offline - La Couleur de la mer
Did you ever wanna be a detective in a ‘70s French flick, chainsmoking lung darts with an endless supply of delicious cocktails while looking impossibly cool literally all the time? OF COURSE you do.
The femme fatale is trying to trap you in a honey pot, but you’re hip to the game. Or, the stylish rogue is trying to hit you with the reverse honey pot, but your feminine wiles are on high alert and you’re about to poison his French 75.
This record induces visuals like having a cocktail in a villa overlooking the Riviera at dusk while villains prowl all around you. Perhaps a card game in a fog-bound château with your archnemesis sitting across from you. You’re sharp, ready for the double-cross.
I love cinematic albums, and this is the latest in a long fascination with modern albums blending jazz and crate-digger beats with dashes of color and blue ruin.