Pop/Review Benjamin Quartz - Frénésie
With a deep, penetrating voice, Benjamin Quartz mischievously sings his playful fables. Reminiscent of the mineral of the same name, the facets of his universe unfold in each track with intention and extravagance. We discover with pleasure his French pop songs with often unusual lyrics and "colored" with a good touch of dark humor! Carried by an inspired orchestration tending towards baroque pop and the world of song, this Marseille-born singer-songwriter writes as he lives: giving free rein to his creativity.
Benjamin Quartz's single, “Frénésie,” combines emotional depth with exquisite acoustics to provide an enthralling preview of his upcoming album “Sombre Samba.” The song throbs with restless energy from the very first minutes, akin to an overactive heart torn between desire and self-control.
“Frénésie” evokes a sort of lovely chaos, as its name suggests. Quartz maintains an organic and incredibly human sound while expertly capturing the whirl of inner vertigo, racing thoughts, and the urgency of desire. Rich textures are preferred above synthetic shine in the instrumentation, which is notably warm and acoustic. Percussion breathes in a natural rhythm, guitars shimmer softly, and faint melodic flourishes appear like ephemeral thoughts piercing mental clutter.
The music has a noticeable tension between calm and storm, control and yearning. Quartz relies on subtlety rather than ostentatious displays or excessive output. He conveys vulnerability with quiet intensity through his deliberate and intimate vocal delivery. As a result, the song has a soundtrack to a silent unraveling moment that is both intimate and cinematic.
“Frénésie” promises a record that will explore emotional landscapes with poetic honesty and musical complexity, serving as the first taste of “Sombre Samba.” It's a self-assured, artistic single that highlights Benjamin Quartz's distinct voice as a producer and songwriter—one that gracefully accepts complexity and flaws.
With “Frénésie,” Quartz transports listeners to a realm where contemplation dances to its own eerie rhythm and stress transforms into song.