Grimaud returns with a cinematic spiral: LA FIN DU MONDE

Parisian singer-songwriter Grimaud unveils his new album La Fin du Monde—an elegant, obsessive descent into beauty, bitterness, and the pleasure of unraveling.

Known for his enigmatic charm, adventurous sonics, and literate lyricism, Grimaud blurs the line between emotional collapse and high style. La Fin du Monde is not the sound of panic—but the sound of control slipping away, slowly, seductively. A record that feels like sipping espresso in a burning building.

From the looping shame of “Coffee&Guilt” to the eerie cool of “Tom Cruise,” from the intimate duality of “Write My Mind” to the stormy closer “Ms Rain,” the album tells a fractured, nonlinear story of someone trying to think their way out of heartbreak, only to fall deeper into it.

“This album is for anyone who’s ever rewritten the same text 37 times and still couldn’t press send,” says Grimaud. “It’s about obsession, performance, quiet resentment. But it’s also romantic. The end of the world is always a little romantic.”

Musically, the album draws from retro-futuristic pop, 60s French elegance, and subtle sonic decay. Strings blur into synths, melodies echo in rooms that feel slightly too clean. There’s beauty in the structure—and tension in the cracks.

La Fin du Monde is less a statement, more a mirror. It reflects the obsessive thought loops, the aesthetic escapes, the precise ways we fall apart—gracefully, of course.