Spring. Perhaps it speaks in rain-rimmed echoes, where the parchment of somber, wayward thought dissolves into fragments of spirited yearning. For now, let’s store melancholy away, for now. Spring. It is hopeful at first spy, and how we’ve been on the look out for her green gowns, her floral laughter and gilded posture. You, me, whomever, have wished for a lessening of ache and regret and it has arrived. Our minds first, then our bodies hurl towards it, forgetting the churning cold left behind, for now. It is Spring and the thaw sheds the rigidity of Winter. It is Spring, our loosening limbs now sprawl out in search of, if not fertile ground, then a willing plot to be sown with our love and attention. We dust our faces and genuinely smile, our belly laughs return to us, hibernation a heavy quilt thrown off. It is Spring and the other birds have returned with their colors in flight. The birds, the ones with the twinkling trilling sopranos, adding their song to the choir of the still living and newly renewed. Florian Lunaire channels the essence of Spring into his latest collection of songs so aptly titled. Each song lends itself, and perhaps shines a bit with tendrils of Spring moonlight, to an appreciation of things returned to us, a chance to air it all out and try our hands at living again. And what of Florian’s night-tempered voice, it is too a red wine thing also, and how the ears swoon. But don’t mistake his music for being solely charming or you’ll be disarmed of further meaning. It is the stuff of introspection too, these songs feel you out and enter your heart as you catch your breath in wonderment. Florian Lunaire is a rascal, a bard of good standing. A talented musician, one who dispels rumors of triviality by shoring up one’s belief in the enduring truth of beauty, and how beauty and light can be found in one’s self when that self is prodded to trust Florian’s song. So, open up and let the Spring light in. Enjoy the sound of, “The Leopard’s Drum” featuring the angelic voice of FEMME, it’s a duet of sorts, veritable aspects of the new season entwined. Alas the thunder and the rain have conjoined. You can download the Spring EP at www.florian-lunaire.com Peace.