At the Zénith de Toulouse, Jean-Louis Aubert played ultra proximity to his audience

the essential More than 3 000 spectators found Jean-Louis Aubert, Sunday 21 November, at the Zénith in Toulouse. Fans, certainly, who knew his repertoire by heart.

Jean-Louis Aubert had wanted his “Olo Tour” to be technological, with holograms and other striking relief images. There were, of course, on Sunday 21 November, at the Zénith in Toulouse, to surround the singer, whether it was his avatars or a dragon waving on the screen giant. But this is not what will have undoubtedly marked the public the most, rather Aubert’s ultra proximity to his fans. From the second title, “Parle-moi”, he is in the pit, guitar slung over his shoulder, approaching as close as possible to the spectators, who are most often unmasked, as if he were to whisper words – of love in their ears. obviously. This acoustic stroll in the Zenith, the artist will renew it, raising waves of smiles and applause, even kisses barely retained despite the context – and thanks, no doubt, to the compulsory health pass well verified at the entrance.

Classics revisited

For everyone’s enjoyment, through sophisticated electronic loops, Jean-Louis Aubert will have sung several pearls from his latest album, “Refuge”, such as “Ne m’embinme pas” and “Where I live”. Plus, of course, those wonderful songs he has created for so many years, from “Just an illusion” to “Common accord”, including “Elsewhere”, “Alter ego” or “Tomorrow will be perfect”. And then, classic among the classics, “The day has risen”, this time at the piano.

Of immense generosity , Jean-Louis Aubert did not forget to pay tribute to his elders. And that’s how he sat on the edge of the huge stage for a superb guitar-voice version of Barbara’s “When will you come back”. This time, no over-inflated instrument (and excessively amplified at the start of the concert), no spectacular images – in short, no modernity. Just a powerful text and a perfect melody offered in a sketch all the more overwhelming as it fled all pathos. By a Jean-Louis Aubert with a big heart like that.

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