Alright, let’s dive into Le Marchand De Glaces (Ice Cream Man) by Hubert. This French pop album brings that classic chanson vibe with a modern twist, and honestly, it’s one of those records that sneaks up on you when you least expect it. Released under Agave and Sonopresse, it’s got this chill, nostalgic feel that kinda makes you wanna grab an ice cream cone and sit by the Seine.
First off, the track “Les Jours De Fête” is just…chef’s kiss. It’s upbeat but not in your face about it, you know? The melody feels like sunshine breaking through clouds after a long Parisian rainstorm. There’s something about the way Hubert layers the vocals here—it’s smooth yet playful, like he’s whispering secrets only you can hear. You’ll find yourself humming it later, even if you didn’t mean to. Like, I was chopping onions the other day, and bam! There it was stuck in my head again.
Then there’s the title track, “Le Marchand De Glaces (Ice Cream Man).” Man, this song hits different. It’s slower, more reflective, but still has that quirky charm that makes you think of old-school street vendors ringing their bells for kids. The lyrics are poetic without trying too hard, and there’s this little instrumental riff halfway through that sounds like melted butter for your ears. Honestly, it’s the kind of tune that makes you stop scrolling on your phone because you’re just like, “Wait, what is this?”
One thing I really dig about this album is how it doesn’t try to reinvent the wheel. Instead, it polishes the wheel until it gleams. Hubert knows his roots—he’s unapologetically French, leaning into storytelling and emotion—but he also throws in enough surprises to keep things fresh. And yeah, maybe some tracks blend together a bit, but isn’t that kinda nice sometimes? Not everything needs to scream for attention.
Anyway, listening to this album felt like rediscovering an old postcard from a summer vacation—you remember the good times, but now you’re seeing them from a slightly different angle. Weirdly enough, it made me crave pistachio gelato, which might be the highest compliment I can give. So yeah, check it out if you’re into music that feels like a warm hug with a dash of mischief.
