Reynz

After the rain, the rain will return: Reynz comes from Brest and nowhere else. Scathing and poetic, sometimes whimsical, sometimes realistic, the texts of the young rapper make us discover the dreary and gray streets of his city of heart, so gloomy as it is beautiful. Between two drizzles, at the end of an alley with no street lamps, some would say that they saw Verlaine and SCH discussing together; others will say it was Miossec and Lomepal. Reynz traces his route without paying attention, aimlessly, at night serving as the backdrop for a singular rap, off the beaten track.