One wonders: which music of today is simple and alive? Among the omnipresent skyscrapers and the distant memory of the Minstrels, how to find a simple taste, the open smell of freedom? Mingled love and disillusion? A look so cold yet so deep, a reassuring bass. A trip without return for the party wanders. The sun beats on the ground and prints on our foreheads: Bandit Voyage.