Alex Fernet Modern Night

A flickering neon light reflects off empty carnival rides. The town is quiet… too quiet. Somewhere in the distance, a jukebox plays a love song, slightly warped. In the silence of an off-season Riviera, a figure walks alone through the shadows of a provincial night, dressed in velvet melancholy and faded glamour. It looks like a Fellini movie, but something eerie is approaching. While the streets are empty, ghosts whisper from the corners. This is where Alex Fernet tells his Modern Night.
Fernet’s sophomore album for Bronson Recordings is a vampiric seduction that merges ‘post’: soul, funk, italodisco, and new wave with a noir cinematic aesthetic—linking David Bowie to Gaznevada and David Sylvian, Scott Walker to The Human League and the Style Council. Written, performed, and produced by Fernet himself,
"Sunlight Vampires" is a song for all those people who are considered "non-conventional", artists, dreamers, rebels, outcasts, minorities. Our vulnerability can be our strength, our controversy a resource, as poison can be turned into an antidote. We are all vampires living in a sunlit world.
With The Nightdrive, Fernet moves further into the urban subconscious, crafting what he calls the album’s manifesto . The track is part soundtrack, part hallucination—a night ride through deserted streets, where the headlights don’t quite pierce the fog. Its atmosphere conjures the tension of The Twilight Zone, the loneliness of late-night TV reruns, the flicker of provincial disco lights long after the music has stopped.
The third single, Hey Lady, is more intimate: a whispered confession in a smoke-filled lounge. There’s romance here, but it’s disillusioned, filtered through VHS fuzz and draped in the kind of synth-pop sadness you might hear from a car stereo in 1983, parked outside a closed-down bowling alley.