First, there's his voice, that original and immediately recognizable timbre, a sensitive sobriety that leaves room for the words. Then comes the groove: you snap your fingers to his music, organic yet electronic, a world that blends tribal and wondrous elements. Then you hear his poetry. Realistic and direct, but not pessimistic: Nans Vincent is a youthful dandy; you just need to see his clothes to know he's not yet disillusioned.
