Psychedelic troubadour Michael Rault is Canada's Kurt Vile, but where Vile sprawls out across multi-minute suites, Rault condenses his psych-rock genius into nuggets. Even with their long solos intact, his breezy songs feel energized live last night (November 17) at his M for Montréal set.
Rault spoke briefly between sets, lamenting at one point that he only had half an hour to play, so, "I should stop talking shit."
Rault's charming and likable, but it was still wise of him to stick to performing over banter; his unpretentious songs were warm and inviting, and the entirety of Café Cléopatre were nodding along, even asking if he had more songs to play by halfway through.
As Rault introduced his last song, he thanked his band, who were somehow tight and loose at the same time; not entirely unlike Rault's sunny jams.
Rault spoke briefly between sets, lamenting at one point that he only had half an hour to play, so, "I should stop talking shit."
Rault's charming and likable, but it was still wise of him to stick to performing over banter; his unpretentious songs were warm and inviting, and the entirety of Café Cléopatre were nodding along, even asking if he had more songs to play by halfway through.
As Rault introduced his last song, he thanked his band, who were somehow tight and loose at the same time; not entirely unlike Rault's sunny jams.