L'Heure Bleue
One night in Paris, told in five songs. A meeting, a plea, a hesitation, a farewell, and the morning after. Accordion, cello, brushed drums and a voice that keeps its secrets.
The debut album. Step inside the night →
The blue hour
Between the last streetlamp and the first light, Paris belongs to no one. That is where these songs live: in doorways, on fifth floors, on bridges over the Seine, in the pause before a yes or a no.