Deeply rooted in French song and fado, Lizzie unveils intimate songs carried by a voice filled with Saudade.
LIZZIE
At 6, I learned to play the piano, dreaming of playing all of Chopin, madly in love with the instrument.
At 12, I started writing and composing my first songs. Then I discovered Joan Baez and took up the guitar to accompany myself. Her melodies captivated me. I found an idol in her, a deep voice serving a message about the world that won me over and moved me deeply.
At 17, I stumbled upon a documentary about Lisbon. For some inexplicable reason, I was mesmerized. When the great fado singer MARIZA appeared, I knew it was meant to be. There she was, the emotion I had been searching for; her name was Saudade, and her kingdom was Fado. It was by chance, or rather by destiny, that Fado entered my life: it revealed itself to me as the authentic and intense music I had been searching for, a revelation. My heart and soul spoke Portuguese, even though I didn't know a word of it.
I then felt an overwhelming need to master its nuances and make it MY language, just like French. Today, I can say that I am simply inhabited by the song and by saudade.
"Désert" is an album of French songs imbued with a gentle melancholy, tinged with saudade. Like fado, which elevates our darkest emotions, Lizzie's songs are deeply personal. They heal, revealing the beauty that resides in our moments of sadness and uncertainty.
On stage, Lizzie performs solo, accompanied primarily by her guitar. She delivers a set of intense authenticity and an assumed and liberated vulnerability.
At 6, I learned to play the piano, dreaming of playing all of Chopin, madly in love with the instrument.
At 12, I started writing and composing my first songs. Then I discovered Joan Baez and took up the guitar to accompany myself. Her melodies captivated me. I found an idol in her, a deep voice serving a message about the world that won me over and moved me deeply.
At 17, I stumbled upon a documentary about Lisbon. For some inexplicable reason, I was mesmerized. When the great fado singer MARIZA appeared, I knew it was meant to be. There she was, the emotion I had been searching for; her name was Saudade, and her kingdom was Fado. It was by chance, or rather by destiny, that Fado entered my life: it revealed itself to me as the authentic and intense music I had been searching for, a revelation. My heart and soul spoke Portuguese, even though I didn't know a word of it.
I then felt an overwhelming need to master its nuances and make it MY language, just like French. Today, I can say that I am simply inhabited by the song and by saudade.
"Désert" is an album of French songs imbued with a gentle melancholy, tinged with saudade. Like fado, which elevates our darkest emotions, Lizzie's songs are deeply personal. They heal, revealing the beauty that resides in our moments of sadness and uncertainty.
On stage, Lizzie performs solo, accompanied primarily by her guitar. She delivers a set of intense authenticity and an assumed and liberated vulnerability.
