Kramies & Alma Forrer ‘Into The Sparks’ Reviewed at The Sunday Experience

With its murmured tonalities and spectral yearns, there’s a ghostly beauty attaching to the faintly forlorn ethereal dreamscape that is ‘into the sparks’, its weightlessness, pause and poise bathing all in a serene enchantment as though a love noted visitation all framed upon a cavernous haloing that arcs and sighs in demurring formations all the time housed in an orbiting hermetically sealed shelling. It marks a twilight happening perhaps rather more a shared moment maybe a journey embarked upon by a chance meeting between Kramies and Alma Forrer, he providing the delicately drawn sonic ghost lights, she the tenderly fragile and trembling hymnal phrasing. However, for us it’s the acoustic version of the same track that ushered itself into our affections, where the celestial unworldliness of the ‘full version’ is somewhat lassoed and drawn earthbound whereupon the love note coding succulently shimmer with a mystical folk beguilement that hints of a thoughtful lost in the moment Linda Perhacs.

Kramies & Alma Forrer ‘Into The Sparks’ Reviewed at IndieMusic

Everything started from a magical and rare encounter between two folk lovers. On one side of the Atlantic, the young Parisian Alma Forrer, author of two first emotional EPs, with eternal and inestimable stories. On the other side of the ocean, beyond the paths and mountains, in the heart of Colorado’s forests, Denver’s Kramies, a compelling singer and friend of the exciting Jason Lytle.

Kramies “Forets Antiques” Reviewed at Pop Cultures & Cie

That there is sensitive or not, it is an undeniable magic Kramies . This ability in some chords to lighten your body, to make it supple, malleable, able to traverse the heavenly distance that separates our life from now from the ancient forests of our childhood. A flight, a suspension of time, an enchanting parenthesis, enchanting. The landscapes of our lives freeze and then parade in slow motion, all more poetic than the others they come to remember to us, Christmas garland of yellowed and smiling Polaroids. Kramies a really special thing to bring to the surface of the most insignificant details of a forgotten ballad on the moor (the smell of the gorse heated by a white sun, the friction of a calf on wild ferns, reflect Of a cloud on a sea of ​​oil, the smile of this unknown crusader at the turn of a path) as the most tragic or magical moments of the crucial stages of our lives. The most gratifying is that Kramies does not even realize what is going to listen to his songs. Magic.

Kramies ‘Into The Sparks’ Reviewed at Half Life Music

A new release by Kramies is always something to be cherished. But, this time, our favourite self-styled dream-pop artiste has maybe met his match. After his recent dalliance in Angers and the subsequent release of the sublime forêts antiques EP, now he’s partnered with Alma Forrer, a young French singer-songwriter influenced by Barbara, Jacques Brel, and Michel Polnareff among others. It’s hard to imagine anyone more baba cool than Kramies, but Alma Forrer might just have managed it. There are two versions of ‘Into The Sparks’ to download. So, don’t write off the acoustic version, which is simply sublime.

Kramies ‘Into The Sparks’ Reviewed at Indiemusic

Accompanied by the soft Alma Forrer, Kramies offers us “Into The Sparks,” a lavish and spooky folk ballad set against a matching backdrop.

It all started with a magical and rare encounter between two folk lovers shivering. On one side of the Atlantic, the young Parisian Alma Forrer, author of the first two EPs moving, the eternal and priceless stories. On the other side of the ocean, beyond the trails and mountains in the heart of Colorado lost forests, Denvers Kramies, soulful singer and friend of accomplice exciting Jason Lytle. Together, the two interpreters offer us a rare moment: “Into The Sparks,” an unexpected and delicate conversation between two dreamers, between two sensitivities, distance and both so close. Alma in French and in English Kramies reconnect with the singular art of correspondence; where, when both voices agree to better unite.

This sacred Kramies has not finished surprising us!