Lou Doillon is a French model, actress and singer – her mother is Jane Birkin. Her father is famous director, Jacques Doillon – this makes her, also, Charlotte Gainsbourg’s half-sister, a step-daughter of Serge Gainsbourg. All of this will always cloud the music – it will be mentioned anytime she releases anything or performs. Oh well, it could be worse, right?
Places comes over like some not-all-that-strange/kinda-perfect combination of everything you like (or tolerate) about Cat Power, Beth Orton and Madeleine Peyroux.
It’s busker-meets-chanson, folk-ish with an almost jazzy vocal intonation. It’s harmless, ultimately. And though that’s no strong notice to pin up and parade as a rave Places is the sort of harmless/lovely album that many will look over because of the celebrity relatives and the perception that a model/actress with contacts (and that famous family) just waltzed on into music to give it a spin.
I like this. It’s nice. It’s like when Carla Bruni released albums or Vanessa Paradis – but, you know, a lot better. I can’t gush about it. But it’s surprisingly pleasant. Doillon’s hint of husk in the voice is alluring, but the arrangements do tend to drag on and get just a little dreary by album’s end.