Beyond any possible comparison, Biche was born in 2012 in the mind of Alexis Fugain. With his four fawns, he adopted the motto of the late Pierre Barouh: "there are years when you don't want to do anything". Conclusion: it took 6 years of wanderings, punctuated by the first 45t La Nébuleuse de Sienne, to arrive at this album. It was in a studio in the Yvelines, surrounded by the forest, that the group was born and where it was able to return to its mother tongue after briefly trying English. Which does not prevent one from saying, without batting an eye, that La nuit des Perséides aims in the same direction as the Beatles' Revolver. The same care for arrangements, the same obsession for those high and dry guitar sounds. Add to that the bass sound that, from Burgalat to Air, has made the heyday of French export, and you get a "semi concept album" compact enough to be listened to in one go but airy enough to come back to, for pleasure, to slice it up. Seeds of Todd Rundgren hidden under the Mellotron, bits of garage effects à la Thee Oh Sees, well-kneaded François de Roubaix dough, everything is there.
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