In 2005 Camille the released of her critically acclaimed sophomoric effort, Le Fil. Her sound is a bit of an enigma: a dash of Bjork’s bizarre vocal stylings, a dash of Bobby McFerrin’s mouth percussion, and a truckload of traditional French music. Unfortunately, Music Hole, her third album that was primarily in English was not so successful

With Ilo Veyou, this kooky French chanteuse returns with the best parts of all of her albums.

Somewhere along the way, Camille - much like Sears - has found her softer side. This softer side allows this album to sound much more acoustic and unlike her previous albums, it is filled with beautifully simple guitar ballads.

Ilo Veyou is collection of diverse styles: some work smashingly, others not so well. But nevertheless, each song has something so intriguing you are forced to listen. In the song La France, you may think you might be listening to an old French drinking song from the 1920’s and in the beautiful ballad, La Berger, she morphs her voice to sound like traditional Chinese singer singing in French. Weird, I know, but oh so beautiful.

Standout songs: L’étourderie, Allez, allez, allez, Wet Boy, She Was, and Pleasure.

If it is her out-there sense of humor you yearn for, don’t you fret. Bubble Lady and Mars is No Fun will surely make your toes curl.