“This jungle owes me mea culpas in spades/Walking among rats, vultures and hyenas/I can't even count the times I've been called a bitch/But it's a bitch who raised Rome/The Whores like me carry men's dreams.
» “Rome” is the kind of song that calls out to you.
A soft ukulele that swings into a clap of electro thunder, an uppercut in a velvet glove.
And it's a young woman of 24 years old who throws it in your face.
Dots under his eyes and dot the i’s.
Solann only released a mini-album on January 19, but her captivating crystalline voice, her fine and cash pen and her diaphanous charisma are already making a lot of talk about her.
To the point of being invited to the Printemps de Bourges, on April 26, and to the Francofolies in La Rochelle, on July 12.
It must be said that the six tracks of “Monstrueuse” have accumulated more than ten million streams (listenings on the Web) in two months, half of which for “Rome”.
Her text with powerful sorority, “which expresses my pain and is addressed above all to women”, she specifies, has earned her as many threats as praise.
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