A great band, with a weird, unusual history. Frederic and Alain, the founders of L'Ordre d'Heloise, played together, since 1992 without being known outside their hometown scene and friends. Unfortunately Frédéric got hill in 2012, and this pushed those two lifelong friends and  musicians to write an album trying to describe that tragedy....The feelings, hopelessness, the real life darkness.
Something that most of us have experienced at least once during our lifetime, and maybe one of the things that make this album touch inside, straight untill our heart, our soul.
Sadly Frédéric passed away in the first months of 2014, and this pushed Alain to create a website and to try to spread their music through the social and musical network, to make their music known, in the attempt to keep alive his friend's memory, and to make him get a phostumous aknowledgment of his talent...
So they started to arrive the first radio broadcasting, and we can proudly say that Die Seele has been the first radio in the world to air one of their tracks, followed in a row of months by plenty radios around the globe.
They also got some very good rewiews of this album, composed by 14 tracks/soundtracks of a journey trough inner feelings, emotions, fears played and described with a cold beauty. The music is heavily rooted in the '80, and at the same time quite personal: they don't “sound like”m but have their own style, like the greats.
The album is opened by Amelia, an instrumental track, with the bassline pulsing like an heartbeat, and the guitars painting the struggling of the feelings dwelling inside.
Receuil de nuit is a more atmospheric track, where we can hear the voice of Frédéric, that sings on subtle unsettling sounds, a song that talk about fears, nightmares that come so close in the nightime, that is the subject of the lyric.
“Dernier espoir” is another instrumental, in with the guitar trying to describe the ups and downs of emotions.
“Le chaos de l'Histoire” is one of the most touching and at the same time dramatic tracks of the album: the description of the impeding tragedy, the resignation, and the despair of the awareness of an unchangeable future, with the bassline that rythms the anguish, and the voice of Alain, that ends saying “It remains nothing” in the silence, as to represent the moment in which even words are useless. The despair and the strenght to look at reality straight in the eyes, maybe the attempt to exorcising what would have happened, to get the strenght to survive to this.
“Meme le noir s'est assombì” is cold, like the northern industrial outskirts, dark like the grey of streets that look all the same, swallowed by the fog, and by the pollution, that claim the price of industrial civilization stealing the soul, and sometimes the life to mankind.
La Horde”, inspired by a romance by A. Damasio, has the blinding light of ice, the cutting cold of polar winds, a freezing grip to which it's possible to survive only getting close to the others, even if it gets harder day after day.
“LODC”  is one of the most touching tracks, with a frozen atmposhere and a warm voice, that keep a sweet shade even in despair, even on the cold sound of the synths, stretching on the track, like the ice age described by the lyrics, one song so touching to be maybe able to melt also the ice that describes, because if there is still people able to keep this warmth in the heart even in front of the coldest moment of life,  maybe not all is lost.
“Le verset noir” is a slow, dramatic is a dramatic, slow song, like the tears dropping on the face in front of an unescapable disaster, with the voice of Frederic, shining sweetly despaired, like the lyrics, a track that has the same, deep painful strenght of Passover by Joy Division, the same description of the last journey, of the last landscapes in front of dying eyes.
“Le Froid” is a tearing track, it sounds like the description of Frèdèric's life and feelings in his last months, his desires, his pain, and it's so straight and intense that you can really imagine, live it for a moment listening to it.
“Extinction des cieux” has a nervous rhytm,  ha un ritmo nervoso, and describes Héloïse the imaginary character of the band's name (about which you will soon know more in our Dusk Memories columns), an imaginary female Godess, that can be compared to Karont, and that is going to perform her task; lead the souls on the other side, where the sky ends....
“Le vertige” has a sound that really suceeds to evoke the whirl suggested by the title, a spyral leading to the abyss, to the other side...... there is no rage in those notes, not even sadness, just astonishment and resignation.
“L'Enfer me ment” has a beautiful, touching lyric, posing questions about existence, it sense, the questioning about what will happen after we pass away....and the music is like the sountrack of this questioning: cold, slow, reflexive, sounds describing the detachment, the ultimate indifference in front of the awareness that everything is ephemeral and vain.
“Si le vert dicte tombe”, has the beauty of sadness, the magic of catharsis: green are the eyes of Heloise, so this is the green that orders to go to the grave, to leave for a last journey, like many others did and will.... It's an attempt to describe the feelings, the helplessness in front of the fate, the fear of the unknown, the chilling cruel look of death..
“Croire en la nuit”  the track that closes the album is another instrumental, with the synthetizer that attempt to reply the sound of  the life monitoring instruments, sloving, fading at the end, like Frèdèric's life, like this chapter of the history.
One year is passed by, Jerome, a new meber has now joined Alain in the line up, and I want to wish him that the laws of Entrophy works out soon, that a new order rises from the chaos.....
Beside the website and the bandcamp, they have a facebook page, where they are publishing, with an impressive frequence new tracks, that I hope could soon be collected in a cd, in the meanwhile I warmly invite you to go to follow the links to make a visit, listen to new tracks, and, why not, leave a feedback: after too many years of silence, of work in the shadow, the spotlight can be warm, rewarding, encouraging, this strange beginning with deep, old roots.