(Thursday) October 13, 2016 - 20:00
De Kreun - Conservatoriumplein (Map)
71 people attended
DESCRIPTION
Warhaus is Maarten Devoldere, one half of the frontmen duo of the Belgian band Balthazar. Under this pseudonym he remained consciously under the radar for a long time. With extremely sparse revelations he granted us a look at a somewhat rarefied universe, fueled by craving and desire. Central to this is love, and the hunger for the fleeting, for what is unsayable. The time has come to release a first album.
I'm thirty now. With this record I close an important period, says Devoldere. It's an ode to love, to the excesses and the elusiveness of it. Love songs are a form of advertising: you portray a woman and the listener should fall in love with her too. Illusion and disillusion alternate, but Warhaus honors the lie, which creates despair in an unstable world: you want magic, count me in / you want Jesus, well I'm not him / you're an angel or a whore / tell me who you're working for / loving you isn't easy you know / but it's a motherfucker not to do so ('I'm Not Him').
The title, We Fucked A Flame Into Being, is a quote from Lady Chatterley's Lover, the scandalous novel by the English novelist DH Lawrence about a scorching love between a laborer and an aristocratic woman. Too good to pass on! I love the contradictions, because they are musically very appealing to me: raw vs. fundamentally passionate, brutal vs. romantic, art vs. Kitsch, archaic vs. modern . It's an album where every song celebrates the inscrutability of an encounter; a tribute to the decadence and depth that life offers. The French sixties, a touch of exoticism, a careless apathy... Cohen and Gainsbourg are never far away but Warhaus cleverly resamples fifty years of music history. With apparent lightness Devoldere challenges the muse out. I bribe an angel to watch over me / I bought her the whole goddamn perfumery / when my friend did I make this switch / how I tried to be against the rich ('Against The Rich').
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