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Anne Sylvestre. ‘Les gens qui doutent’. [live @ tv 1977]. J'aime les gens qui doutent Les gens qui trop écoutent Leur coeur se balancer J'aime les gens qui disent Et qui se contredisent Et sans se dénoncer J'aime les gens qui tremblent Que parfois ils ne semblent Capables de juger J'aime les gens qui passent Moitié dans leurs godasses Et moitié à côté J'aime leur petite chanson Même s'ils passent pour des cons J'aime ceux qui paniquent Ceux qui sont pas logiques Enfin, pas comme il faut, Ceux qui, avec leurs chaînes, Pour pas que ça nous gêne Font un bruit de grelot Ceux qui n'auront pas honte De n'être au bout du compte Que des ratés du coeur Pour n'avoir pas su dire "Délivrez-nous du pire Et gardez le meilleur" J'aime leur petite chanson Même s'ils passent pour des cons J'aime les gens qui n'osent S'approprier les choses Encore moins les gens Ceux qui veulent bien n'être Qu'une simple fenêtre Pour les yeux des enfants Ceux qui sans oriflamme, Les daltoniens de l'âme, Ignorent les couleurs Ceux qui sont assez poires Pour que jamais l'Histoire Leur rende les honneurs J'aime leur petite chanson Même s'ils passent pour des cons J'aime les gens qui doutent Et voudraient qu'on leur foute La paix de temps en temps Et qu'on ne les malmène Jamais quand ils promènent Leurs automnes au printemps Qu'on leur dise que l'âme Fait de plus belles flammes Que tous ces tristes culs Et qu'on les remercie Qu'on leur dise, on leur crie "Merci d'avoir vécu Merci pour la tendresse Et tant pis pour vos fesses Qui ont fait ce qu'elles ont pu".

#Anne Sylvestre

Sam Cooke. ‘A change is gonna come’.

#Sam Cooke

Renaud. ‘Mistral gagnant’.

A m'asseoir sur un banc cinq minutes avec toi Et regarder les gens tant qu'y en a Te parler du bon temps qu'est mort ou qui r'viendra A m'asseoir sur un banc cinq minutes avec toi Et regarder les gens tant qu'y en a Te parler du bon temps qu'est mort ou qui r'viendra En serrant dans ma main tes p'tits doigts Pis donner à bouffer à des pigeons idiots Leur filer des coups d' pieds pour de faux Et entendre ton rire qui lézarde les murs Qui sait surtout guérir mes blessures Te raconter un peu comment j'étais mino Les bonbecs fabuleux qu'on piquait chez l' marchand Car-en-sac et Minto, caramel à un franc Et les mistrals gagnants A r'marcher sous la pluie cinq minutes avec toi Et regarder la vie tant qu'y en a Te raconter la Terre en te bouffant des yeux Te parler de ta mère un p'tit peu Et sauter dans les flaques pour la faire râler Bousiller nos godasses et s' marrer Et entendre ton rire comme on entend la mer S'arrêter, r'partir en arrière Te raconter surtout les carambars d'antan et les cocos bohères Et les vrais roudoudous qui nous coupaient les lèvres Et nous niquaient les dents Et les mistrals gagnants A m'asseoir sur un banc cinq minutes avec toi Et regarder le soleil qui s'en va Te parler du bon temps qu'est mort et je m'en fou Te dire que les méchants c'est pas nous Que si moi je suis barge, ce n'est que de tes yeux Car ils ont l'avantage d'être deux Et entendre ton rire s'envoler aussi haut Que s'envolent les cris des oiseaux Te raconter enfin qu'il faut aimer la vie Et l'aimer même si le temps est assassin Et emporte avec lui les rires des enfants Et les mistrals gagnants Et les mistrals gagnants

#Renaud

James Brown. Bobby Bird. ‘Sex machine’. [live @ Teatro 10, RAI, 1971].

#James Brown

the Band. ‘The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down’. [live @ Winterland Ballroom, San Francisco, 1976 for 'The Last Waltz' OST, 1978 /original song 1968].

Virgil Caine is the name, and I served on the Danville train, Til Stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again. In the winter of '65, We were hungry, just barely alive. By May tenth, Richmond had fell, it's a time I remember, oh so well, The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, when all the bells were ringing, The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and all the people were singin'. They went, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Back with my wife in Tennessee, When one day she called to me, Said "Virgil, quick, come and see, there goes the Robert E. Lee!" Now I don't mind choppin' wood, and I don't care if the money's no good. Ya take what ya need and ya leave the rest, But they should never have taken the very best. The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, when all the bells were ringing, The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and all the people were singin'. They went, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Like my father before me, I will work the land, And like my brother above me, who took a rebel stand. He was just eighteen, proud and brave, But a Yankee laid him in his grave, And I swear by the mud below my feet, You can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat. The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, when all the bells were ringing, The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and all the people were singin'. They went, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na,

#Band

Air. ‘Sexy Boy’.

#Air

the Rock-A-Teens. ‘Woo Hoo’.

#Rock-A-Teens

Baloji. Konono N°1. ‘Karibu Ya Bintou’.

#Baloji

Future Bible Heroes. Claudia Gonson. 'A thousand lovers in a day'.

#Future Bible Heroes

Young Fathers. ‘Old Rock ’N’ Roll’. For fuck's sake We living life like a bubble wrapped ape She came to mind when I treble that bass I’m tired of playing the good black  I said I’m tired of playing the good black  I’m tired of having to hold back I’m tired of wearing this hallmark for some evils that happened way back  I’m tired of blaming the white man His indiscretion don’t betray him A black man can play him Some white men are black men too Niggah to them A gentleman to you Some white men are black men too Some white men are black men too Some white men are black men too Niggah, Ohwae Owhae Niggah, Ohwae Ohwae Niggah, Ohwae Ohwae Awake Awake

Watch your body Wash itself Baptise baby I bath in blood Dare be told I seldom do surrender God forsaking no good do-good-er It’s all out Out in the open Looking for the wild one Boy I’m fragile Choke on bones while choking stone You knock me or your miss me Or you miss me

Niggah, Ohwae Owhae Niggah, Ohwae Ohwae Niggah, Ohwae Ohwae Awake Awake Old rock n roll Not what you’ve been sold Congo Square is open for business I was there as god is my witness There you fucking go (So there you fucking go)

#Young Fathers

the Cheers.'Black Denim Trousers and Motorcycle Boots'.

He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots and a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back he had a hopped-up 'cicle that took off like a gun that fool was the terror of Highway 101

well, he never washed his face and he never combed his hair he had axle grease imbedded underneath his fingernails on the muscle of his arm was a red tattoo a picture of a heart saying mother, I love you

he had a pretty girlfriend by the name of Mary Lou but he treated her just like he treated all the rest and everybody pitied her and everybody knew he loved that doggone motorcycle best

he wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots and a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back he had a hopped-up 'cicle that took off like a gun that fool was the terror of highway 101

Mary Lou, poor girl, she pleaded and she begged him not to leave she said i've got a feeling if you ride tonight i'll grieve but her tears were shed in vain and her every word was lost in the rumble of an indian and the smoke from his exhaust

spoken then he took off like the devil and there was fire in his eyes he said i'll go a thousand miles before the sun can rise. but he hit a screamin' diesel that was California-bound sung and when they cleared the wreckage, all they found

was his black denim trousers and motorcycle boots and a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back but they couldn't find the 'cicle that took off like a gun and they never found the terror of Highway 101 -

#Cheers

Amen Dunes. ‘Miki Dora’.

Getting on fine Catch the next wave Get the mood right Darken the way Coasting all day Coasting all day The way you're going We know what you'll say The waves are gone The waves are gone The waves are gone Said man I'll go Pride destroyed me man Til it took ahold of me And I feel it when I cry I can feel it in my dreams Miki Dora Taking your time Waves are gone Waves are gone 1963 We were up on North Beach And you're copping all my tricks, man But you don't do it like me Sitting on the pier Sipping on my beer I come upon a vision When Mary comes to me Silver golden waves And chills that keep me clear You all recall my name But don't mean a thing to me Miki it's all fine Catch the next wave Miki Dora Darken the waves The waves they are gone The waves they all gone The waves are gone The waves are gone Pride destroyed me man And I didn't know the deal Said I'm gonna cry Scaring the devil in me Shouldn't have gone Shouldn't have gone But didn't I discover the difference It didn't come to me Give nothing, take Slid along the wave Could not suffer existence It wasn't meant to be Getting on fine Rolling on me Still enough time To roll around with me Roll around with me Roll around with me Roll around with me Roll around with me Roll around with me Roll around with me Roll around with me

#Amon Dunes

Momus. ‘Sadness Of Things’. I called you dancing queen At the Quai des Brumes At Kamakura you said you'd like to paint tears On the neutral face of the Buddha In the season of storms We went walking in storms Just like a video, just like a symphony And for you, when things go wrong They go wrong for all the right reasons And when it gets warm you adapt with the seasons In a world of changing colours every colour has a meaning And the universe exists for the convenience of your feelings

And as for me I know a different world A world where the sea Refuses to rage when boy loses girl

Oh I know there's comfort in sadness But I try to distinguish these passing emotions My unimportant existence From the great machine of the world's indifference

Mono no aware The sadness of things Mono no aware The temptation to see The world as it ought to be Mono no aware The sadness of things Blinded with tears I can still see My insignificance In an indifferent universe

If I were you If I were beautiful Maybe the world Might seem more meaningful I grow old! I grow old! As the winter comes on and the sky grows cold But you stay as young as the rays of the sun On the sparkling machinery you call your destiny

Mono no aware The sadness of things Mono no aware The temptation to see The world as it ought to be Mono no aware The thunder and rain Sharing our pain ...My insignificance In an indifferent universe

Do I dare to eat a peach? Do I dare to walk the beach? And if I dare to eat a peach If I should care to shed a tear Could I claim more for my action Than selfish satisfaction? (Stock mammalian reflex, biochemical reaction)

Mono no aware The sadness of things As if things felt anything Mono no aware The temptation to see The world as it ought to be Mono no aware The thunder and rain Sharing our pain Blinded by tears I can still see My insignificance In an indifferent universe

#Modus

Dion. ‘The Wanderer’. [‘Twist Around The Clock’ OST, 1961].

#Dion

Nico. Ari. ’Le petit chevalier’.

#Nico #Ari

Keith Carradine. 'I'm easy'. [@ 'Nashville' OST, d. : Robert Altman, 1975].

It's not my way to love you just when no one’s looking, it's not my way to take your hand if I'm not sure, it's not my way to let you see what's going on inside of me, when it's a love you won't be needing you're not free.

Please stop pulling at my sleeve if you're just playing, if you won't take the things you make me wanna give, I never cared too much for games, and this one’s driving me insane, you're not half as free to wonder as you claim. But I’m easy, yeah I’m easy, give the word I’ll play your game, as though that’s how it ought to be, because I’m easy.

Don't lead me on if there's nowhere for you to take me, if loving you would have to be a sometime thing, I can't put bars on my inside, my love is something I can't hide, it still hurts when I recall the times I tried. But I'm easy, yeah I'm easy, take my hand and pull me down, I won't put up any fight because I'm easy.

Don't do me favours, let me watch you from the distance, ‘cause when you're near I find it hard to keep my head, when your eyes throw light at mine, it's enough to change my mind, make me leave my cautious words and ways behind. That’s why I’m easy, yeah I’m easy, say you want me I’ll come running,

#Keith Carradine

Salvatore Adamo. 'La nuit'.

#Adamo

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