Picture: Judith Lapara
Tigre Bleu has just unveiled 149, a record forged in resilience.
Tigre Bleu is survival instinct personified—a visceral need to exorcise demons in the midst of chaos. Composed in just 25 days from the confines of a hospital’s sterile room, with the pulse of machines as its backdrop, 149 speaks of life and death. The music is electronic, its rhythms meticulously crafted like an intricate surgical procedure. Ambient synths and cold wave textures weave through haunting melodies. A melancholic voice drifts softly before erupting into raw anguish. In this album, warmth and cold collide—yet ultimately find harmony, surrendering to a fragile kind of serenity.
Some project names conjure vivid imagery, others mislead on purpose. Tigre Bleu is both—a name as enigmatic as the artist behind it. But you’ve crossed her path before. Formerly of Boys In Lilies and half of the duo Toukan Toukan, Laure now embraces a new identity with her solo venture. Mystery is sometimes essential; not every secret begs to be unraveled. The Maltese Tiger—a creature whose existence remains unproven—seems a fitting emblem. No pop quiz awaits after her performance, no test to dissect the enigma. Tigre Bleu is a rare breed—an artist whose voice shapeshifts with boundless nuance.
Throughout her career, one thread has remained constant: where to take that singular grain of voice, that ability to shift and morph like a landscape in motion? Her brand of electro-pop is steeped in abstract poetry, yet its contours are sharply defined. She wears the mantle of a pop artist—one as heavy as it is luminous. And in an era where Stranger Things has rekindled the world’s love for Kate Bush, Laure carries forward the lineage of otherworldly lullabies, where dreams and nightmares offer both solace and unease. She paints in wintry hues, yet her music glows with warmth. Ethereal yet deeply human, her songs are made for thousands yet whispered in the language of intimacy.
