Y.S. 2013

I was extremely anxious at getting this recording subsequent to the previous review, as I was expecting some more Celtic/Breton folk-rock in the vein of the glorious French band Seven Reizh, whose 2 albums "Strinkadenn Ys" and "Samsara" are massive personal favorites. Well, I must state for the record that Tornaod is not about to usurp the Brittany crown any time soon, if one bases any judgment on this underwhelming 2 CD affair. Seven Reizh has a more profound palette of sound, where the softer segments are sheer genius and the harder edged ones are honed to a razor-sharp perfection, plus the dual vocalists are way better individually or collectively than Tornaod's leader Tomaz Boucherifi-Kadiou and crew. The production here is thin and murky, no comparison to the crisp SR sound.

YS 2013's opening heavy tracks are strangely sloppy, power-chord driven by 2 guitarists and an anthemic background that just doesn't seem to convince such as on "Brezelou Limestra", "Kaligan" and the equally plodding and repetitive "Land of the Free". Not a very promising beginning. Contrary to SR , there is no separation between soft and hard within the same song , therefore providing no contrast whatsoever and preferring a bulldozer approach that seems trite and predictable. After a short acoustic guitar breather, things get no better on "Morgor On", marred by a dull sound on a wild vocal and this rushed rock style that fails to impress, even the 2 axemen fall short to provide any goose bumps, a relatively easy thing to do with an electric guitar!

That being said, Tornaod has some exciting aspects, namely a Japanese female drummer Emiko Ota (now that's prog, baby!) and a few stellar tracks that are thoroughly enjoyable. They finally get it back on untwisted tracks with the epic 8 minute + "Dour Tan Douar Bushi", offering up a subtle melody that begins serenely, where female vocals intercept the almost Asian feel , finally unhurried and organic in delivery with flutes galore. The mood morphs into a deeper Oriental spirit, almost like koto before evolving into a breezier pace. This is a fascinating piece of music that buries itself deep into the musical psyche. CD1 ends on "Son Uit Ur Bed Nevez", a return to the rollicking bang-bang style the band seems to favor which I personally find simplistic and absurd. But proof lies in the fact that on "Strinkadenn Ys" , the harder edged tracks are my faves! Go figure!

The second CD is altogether a slight improvement over the first salvo of tunes, as "YS 4389", again we have a sultry acoustic guitar and violin-led arrangement supplied with a gorgeous melody that conspires to reenter the brash fray of confusing sound for a while, until it fades into a near Floydian rant of massive chords, bruising beats and loads of atmosphere. It doesn't take long for things to end with the poor vocals and the rushed style. Sad! "TornaoD DMP" starts rumbling forward, technically wobbly and hard rock harsh just like on CD1. Adrien Proust and Eric Lorcey offer up unimaginative and clichéd rhythm guitar riffs that kill the pleasure, when suddenly the mood quiets down and things get interesting, with some fine e-guitar soloing, female choirs and atmosphere. When they revert to the speed- metal delivery, it plods again. Sad!

"Maru Eo Ma Mestrez" is perhaps more a traditional vocal chant and hence, has that unpredictable appeal that is missing elsewhere on this release. Haunting like only Breton/Celtic folk music can be, this is beguiling and impressive. When the violin enters the fray, one can finally bask in the comfort of some genuine aural bliss, fragile beauty and a sense of eternity.

Then through the mist of despair and growing disinterest, the totally unexpected arrives, a 21 minute colossus "An Douar Hagus An Speir", a virtual mood factory of sound and space, with heady electronics, effects and acoustic guitars determining the upcoming melodic theme, nothing hurried or rash, quite to the contrary, deliberately erecting a musical structure to build on, sonic ornaments and aural details abound, stylistic expressions of creativity strangely absent previously. Though some sections are only ok, the majority are sub sections that astound (like the anguished French language part, half way through), garnished with a superb lead guitar solo that beckons the question "Why cannot it be consistent?". After some bombast, a little acoustic outro lays this to bed, nicely! The 3 part "Karentez" succeeds in keeping things in better focus, mesmerizing effects on Part 1, the vocal effect pastiche of Part 2 and the final delirium that almost sounds like a French pop rock song. Some Celtic pipes wind this frustrating album down to the end.

As much as I am a completely gaga fan of prog-folk Breton style (Malicorne, Motis, Patrick Broguière, Ripaille, Alan Stivell , Seven Reizh and even the more electronic Dao Dezi) , these lads do not yet cut the cake for me, relying on too many heavy metal clichés that collide poorly with the traditional spirit of this complex style of progressive folk. They need a competent producer who comprehends the nature of the recording process and who knows how to elevate the arrangement beyond facile platitudes. Scope and breath are definitely missing here.

3 whirwind harps.