Armaud is a “petit” girl. She (Paola Fecarotta) started her solo project back in 2013 in Amsterdam. Only a few months later, Federico Leo (Drums) and Marco Bonini (Guitar, Drum Machine) joined her. Their debut album How To Erase A Plot, a mix of minimal and soft lullabies which sometimes seem to hail from a folky background,  is a small diamond which came to light in the late 2015. After touring Belgium, Netherlands, France and Germany, they started a series of live shows in Italy.

On January 28th 2016 I had the chance to see them play in Rome, at Whishlist Club, for the last show. Unfortunately, as too many times it happen for good unknown bands, only a small crowd joined the concert, but the atmosphere at the club was so intimate it could, in a way, enhance the  experience.

Sometimes I think this kind of music gets better when it’s played for a few.

Starting up silently and just touching their instruments so softly as to make the music grow slowly, the concert begins. My attention is immediately captured by the way the gentle guitars join the (deeply) interesting rhythm section, made up of simply elaborated drum machine patterns.

In between a song and another, the trio, who just apparently seem shy, starts chatting and jocking with the small crowd  in front of them. Paola appears to be the most hesitant and introverted of the three, but in the gazes of the people  you can easily see that everybody feels mutual affection for the petit girl and her lullabies.

Armaud plays the full tracklist of How To Erase A Plot, plus two cover (“Born to die”, by Lana del Rey, and the classic “Can’t Help Falling In Love”).

At the end of the concert I get close to Paola as almost everybody else in the venue. Everyone wants a copy of the album. I get one, pay it double and congratulate myself with her; she looks me up and thanks me incredulous, widely opening her eyes.

“You definitely deserve it, you’re great” I say, before stepping out.

Armaud’s pleasant lullabies are deeply emotional, but don’t open old and hurtful scars which hardly healed. They really don’t make you feel the big mistakes of your life. No, not at all. Armaud rather open those little cuts on your fingers that don’t hurt, making you feel a pleasant moment of reflection, without sorrow.