SI ON AVAIT BESOIN D'UNE CINQUIÈME SAISON

1 Vert well we will have to remember that the album is almost 50 years old; for France I would say Pierre Vassiliu for the lightness, for the pop, jazzy orchestration and bits of the famous Supertramp, yes interesting with these choirs... and the voice in French comes across really well; the flute in the finale accompanies the bass for a bucolic air 2 Dixie for the cheerful country western air, bar piano which plays its notes and the clarinet from the interwar period; you'd think it was, you're looking for the lady behind the counter to spend the evening in good company; 3 Since Autumn is leaving slowly, it's going to be long; nay, the piece gets into combat order, acoustic guitar, dark sax and this Mellotron which makes you shiver, great art, art-rock yes; ah a Supertramp tune, well done; the choirs cling to the arpeggio and bring cheerfulness and sensuality; these choirs rise in a finale monopolized by the organ, in short only good for the moment

4 En Pleine Face with the rural arpeggio, the used voice saved by the well-calibrated text, the 6th instrument; accordion, yes bucolic here; this voice that disappears in favor of a fresh jam that makes you forget time 5 Stories Without Words vague, seagull, before Pink Floyd in fact; flute bringing the folk air; intro which will tickle the convoluted sounds of Mike Oldfield released the previous year, connivance or not it's well done; the electric guitar recalls the sound of 'Crisis' from the same year by ...Supertramp, a guarantee of quality; latent, marked, contemplative, indescribable progressive wandering, a whole art; halfway through and the waves return, the Mellotron too, the progressive, bucolic and charming rock emerges in a crescendo of great beauty eyeing the restrained madness of Queen and their crazy little folk-rock pamphlets a bit like a crazy rock opera; in short, great art, ah I repeat myself. An album that didn't show any wrinkles and that smacked of bucolic prog rock.