Des paroles ou titres de chansons qui ont attiré votre attention ou titillé votre imaginaire ?

... je me lance, bien qu'elles soient légions...

les textes de Leonard Cohen : Suzanne, So long Marianne, Death of a ladies' man, One of us cannot be wrong, I left a woman waiting, A singer must die, You know who I am... trop,

mais parmi celles qui me font le plus rire, et mon mec un peu moins ,

The Cardigans - " I need some fine wine and you, you need to be nicer "

ainsi que le titre d'un album de Shivaree - " I oughtta give you a shot in the head for making me live in this dump "

(hommage...)

" In the evening darling, when the sun goes down, it's hard to tell who's gonna love you the best "

Karen Dalton - In the evening

Limite l'embarras du choix tout de même... Mais quel crâneur ce type
Attention je vais finir par sortir l'artillerie...



...lourde.

Downtown de Greg Brown (découvert grâce à la reprise des Speechwriters LLC)... morceaux choisis:

Well, yes, I could stay home, read a book or two,
Try to get a little bit better at some of these bad things I do.
But the night it is young; so am I for a while,
So I put on my hat and coat and pants and my boots and smile.
And I'm a gonna go

Downtown, downtown tonight,
I'm a gonna go all around the town, check out all the sights,
I will be back in the mornin', feelin' bad or good,
Well, I do what I want, and I don't do what I should.

Well, some people tell me that they love the mountains best,
Far as I can see it's just one big wilderness.
I've seen squirrels writin' tickets, dolphins drivin' cars,
Blowfish blowin' tubas, grizzly bears in the bars.
And I'm a gonna go [....]

Yes, I might get lucky, run into my friend, Jane,
Walk to her apartment in the shiny city rain.
Put on a little record; I get so long and tall,
I wish I was the wallpaper; Jane could be the wall.

Un vibrant hommage

Adam Green - Jessica

Jessica Simpson, where has your love gone
It's not in your music, no
You need a vacation to wake up the cavemen
And take them to Mexico
Jessica, Jessica Simpson
You've got it all wrong
Your fraudulant smile
The way that you faked it
The day that you died

My body's in shambles
Incrusted with brambles, that sharpen the air I breathe
What's on the menu
Jessica can you take down my order please

Jessica, Jessica Simpson
You've got it all wrong
Your fraudulant smile
The way that you faked it
The day that you died

Tomorrow gets closer
A purple bulldozer is calling you on the phone.
Your love life preceeds you
Your son-in-law feeds you injections of cortizone

Jessica, Jessica Simpson
You've got it all wrong
Your fraudulant smile
The way that you faked it
The day that you died

Jessica Simpson, where has your love gone
It's not in your music, so where has it gone then
Jessica...

Cataldo - Wedding Cake

... un sublime/subtil mélange de renonciation et de déclaration d'amour, je craque à chaque écoute

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Oh, I'm sad to see you married
One so pretty, still so strong
To a boy who loves you nary
One cubit more than you and I
When we were both still young

But I'm tying up my tie, dear
And I will not say a word
Yes, I am feeling so goddamn sweet
Your wedding cake I will eat

I don't have a gift to bring you
No dinnerware like other guests
Just unobtrusive songs to sing you
While you walk with your father
As per your request

But I'm tucking in my shirt, dear
And I will not say a word
Yes, I am feeling so goddamn sweet
Your wedding cake I will eat

But when I drink up my drinks
And you look good to me
And I take my turn to dance
With the tired, happy bride

Selfish regret at the First Methodist
Yes, I declare to Jesus Christ
And both of his associates..

I recall we've been together
The first roof that I shared
And we loved without thinking
Before I was cooler, half as debonair

I just buttoned up my coat, dear
And I will not say a word
I am feeling so goddamn sweet
Your wedding cake I will eat

22 20's - Devil in me

well I can't get the devil
outside of me, outside of me

but I hate the world and everything I see
everything I see, everything I see
and I'll never get the devil
outside of me, outside of me

and I hate the world and everything I see
everything I see, everything I see
I know the meaning of the word when it came to me
when it came to me, when it came to me

I don't live, I just breathe
I don't give and I don't receive
and I'll never get the devil
outside of me, outside of me

I don't get all the good things
you said I'd see, you said I'd see
and I don't see the light
surrounding me, surrounding me

but I see lovers walking free
and I see red each tyrant say
all the good things that'd come my way
and I don't know you and you don't know me

I know what I want, what I can be
and I'll never get the devil
outside of me

Ainsi que le répertoire de Monsieur Bashung, dont le dernier album Bleu pétrole est magnifique.

Passage discret pour faire le perroquet : Le Bleu Pétrole de Bashung est une petite merveille avec un gros coup de coeur pour Sur un trapèze

Oh et tant que j'y suis : la Saint Valentin ça pue du c**

Yep, vieille célibataire aigrie, c'est mon credo ça, je vise le remake de Tatie Danielle pour mes vieux jours !

oh vieille... vieille... je suis sûre que tu noircis le tableau
Tu sais ce qu'il te reste à faire... prendre une guitare (ou un triangle éventuellement) et te lancer dans le songwriting.
Il paraît qu'il n'y a pas de thème plus fédérateur que celui-ci, et en plus, tu pourras pourrir ce topic à ta guise (hommage à Jean Rochefort)
Non vraiment... joyeuse St Valentin quoi, grincheuse !

Nneka - Heartbeat

You said you'd be there for me
in times of trouble when I need you and I'm down.
And likewise you need friendship.
It's from my side pure love but I see lately things have been changing.
You have goals to achieve,
but the roads you take are broad and heartless.
That wants you make another way.
You throw stones.
Can you see that I am human, I am breathing?
But you don't give a damn.

Can you feel my heart is beating
Can you see the pain you're causing

Blood,
blood keeps rushing

And now the world is asleep.
How will you ever wake her up when she is deep in her dreams, wishing?
And yet so many die,
and still we think that it is all about us, it's all about you.
You sold your soul
to the evil and the lust and the passion and the money and you
see innocent ones die,
people hunger for decades, suffer under civilized armed robbers, modern slaveholders.

Can you feel my heart is beating
Can you see the pain you're causing

Blood,
blood keeps rushing

Evaded, eliminated, erased, interrogated.
Our tradition, our love for our fellow countrymen, our property, our resources, our pride.

Oh, can you feel, can you feel my heart beating?
No, you don't.

Can you feel my heart is beating
Can you see the pain you're causing

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