Last Train (France)

A few months after the release of the acclaimed Original Motion Picture Soundtrack, Last Train unveil “Home”. The band's new direction is dark and incisive. There's no automatism or agreed-upon pattern here, and no chorus either. “Home” relentlessly repeats a melody we already seem to know, like a lullaby gone wrong. It's a menacing build-up, whose hypnotic, razor-sharp production reveals a virulence unsuspected in Last Train. In front of a powerful wall of strangely sober guitars, Jean-Noël angrily whispers, shouts and screams: “There's no place I can call home”.