Tousle glasses, a contagious energy: Vincent Gaffet distils his pleasure of being on scene. He present his new creation, Coton, in which gentleness bounce on spicy and swinging melodies. Melodies are so insistent that we surprisingly still hum them, going shopping. Songs are refreshing and acidulous, with a back taste of chili. It rasps and tickles the palate. The apparent gentleness is only the wrapping of a particular talking on which the little pleasure is to realize that nothing goes exactly as anticipated : the cooking transforms in a gourmet-bachelor-flat, Chinese land at « l'Ile de Ré » and the devil comes in the bed.
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