Buvette’s songs are doors that open onto the secret and the shared; onto the past and the present. They are the subtle, primarily rhythmic constructions of a drummer who deploys startling structures that suggest chromatic geometries in psychedelic forms. His lyrics conjure up a succession of portraits, landscapes and slices of life like infinitely elastic recurrent dreams.
Buvette’s imagination connects reality and memories so closely that the border between them blurs. A motorcycle journey becomes a climb to the peak of a holy mountain. A trip spent in the lavatory on a train turns into a paranoid existential experience. The wallpaper in an apartment morphs into a mysterious, ancient mosaic. Elasticity illustrates those great adventures that begin everywhere and always. Buvette wears his encounters like jewels and shares them with a vital energy.