With this 4th album, Julien Jacob opens up a new door for US in his universe like nothing else. As usual, he sings in his imaginary language and delves deep inside himself to find his words. quot;My language, like every language, is articulated,quot; he says, quot;but my words don't have any fixed sense. They are only emotion and speak to the heart !quot;. Never before has an artist gone so far to bare himself. His strong voice confides in us, whispers intoxicating melodies (Ylangmo, Sel, Bissep) and bewitches (Halala, Yma). The emotional charge of his words shakes up our feelings. The guitars are acoustic, their sound is raw. The percussion is dark and original : metal flower pots, phonic isolation panels, a straw broom whip, crumpled paper, footsteps on gravel... quot;Every object surrounds US with it's individual sound. I love to wake up the instrument that sleeps in each thingquot;. Sel is daring, original, mysterious, authentic, deep, raw, sensitive, universal, unclassifiable, so is Julien Jacob...