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mercredi, 28 octobre 2009

Olivia Ruiz - Belle à en crever

Une fois n'est pas coutume... aujourd'hui, ce sera plus un clip qu'une artiste ou une chanson. Je ne suis en effet pas fan de la Miss Ruiz, tout simplement parce que je n'accroche pas son univers, elle ne m'émeut pas, elle a certainement des qualités mais son univers ne m'évoque rien de particulier... hormis ce clip que je trouve très bien fait, très agréable à regarder. Bref, j'aime bien !


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mardi, 27 octobre 2009

PETER VON POEHL - The story of the impossible

Encore un avec une voix absolument bluffante. Cette chanson, issue de son premier album (Going To Where The Tea-Trees Are), est certainement la plus connue de son répertoire. Il en a pourtant fait d'autres vraiment sympas. A écouter si vous aimez le style !


Whatever happened to the great escape
The finest enemy.
Crafted with pride by monsters on the train.
The world is great to suckus

We have The Story Of The Impossible
A tale passed on so frail
One of make-belief
Maybe impossible to achieve
And really close

Who sew the lion's hungry in the cage
With the confidance of a clown
The little man who rises on the stage
As he falls without a safety net

We have The Story Of The Impossible
A tale passed on so frail.
One of make-belief
Maybe impossible to achieve
And really close

Whatever happened to the great escape
And all the plans we make
Crafted with pride by Monsters on the train.
The world is great to suckus

We have The Story Of The Impossible
A tale passed on so frail.
One of make-belief
Maybe impossible to achieve
But oh so close

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lundi, 26 octobre 2009

The Script - Breakeven

J'aime ce qu'il fait, j'aime sa voix et cette chanson, une nouvelle fois pas super gaie sonne vraiment bien à mes oreilles, donc hop : ici !



I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just praying to a God that I don't believe in
'Cause I got time while she got freedom
'Cause when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven

Her best days will be some of my worst
She finally met a man thats gonna put her first
While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping
'Cause when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven

What am I suppose to do when the best part of me was always you and
What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up and your ok
I'm falling to pieces
I'm falling to pieces

They say bad things happen for a reason
But no wise word's gonna stop the bleeding
'Cause she's moved on while I'm still grieving
And when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven

And, what am I gonna to do when the best part of me was always you and
What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up and your ok
I'm falling to pieces
I'm falling to pieces
I'm falling to pieces
(One still in love while the other ones leaving)
I'm falling to pieces
('Cause when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)

Oh you got his heart and my heart and none of the pain
You took your suitcase, I took the blame
Now I'm trya make sense of what little remains
'Cause you left me with no love, no love to my name

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just prayed to a god that I don't believe in
'Cause I got time while she got freedom
'Cause when a heart breaks no it don't break, no it don't breakeven

What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you and
What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up and your ok
I'm falling to pieces
I'm falling to pieces
I'm falling to pieces
(One still in love while the other ones leaving)
I'm falling to pieces
('Cause when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)

Oh it don't breakeven no
Oh it don't breakeven no
Oh it don't breakeven no

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dimanche, 25 octobre 2009

Coldplay Live in Toronto 2006 - Clocks

Cela fait une bonne dizaine de fois que je vois ce concert sur I-Concerts HD, mais rien à faire : à chaque fois, je reste "scotchée" jusqu'à la dernière note (... et pour cause !!). Je repars instantanément dans ce concert où j'étais allée avec A., à défaut de mon compagnon qui avait boudé, jugeant la soirée trop pour "midinettes". Bouffon ! Coldplay ! De la zik pour pré-pubères ?? il n'y a que ceux qui connaissent uniquement les titres diffusés à la radio qui peuvent dire cela d'eux !!

Il suffit de le voir sur scène, le Chris Martin, le voir vivre ses chansons à fond, pour comprendre qu'il y a bien d'autres choses dans la musique de ce Groupe ! Il faut entendre les paroles, se laisser bercer par elles, puis planer avec lui, avec sa voix absolument sublime. Un grand chanteur, qui peut tenir une note à la perfection durant de longues minutes avec un velouté dans la voix à aucun autre pareil. Pourtant des "dérivés" de Coldplay, il y en a !. A commencer par Guster qui a repris le flambeau... mais c'est une autre histoire.

J'adore ce concert parce que Chris Martin donne TOUT. Il chante comme s'il était à son piano, chez lui, tout seul en train de composer ; et dans le même temps, ses paroles qu'il nous confie comme s'il nous ouvrait son journal intime, c'est juste... émouvant, prenant, sidérant...

Décidément, j'adore ce groupe !...


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Noah And The Whale - Hold My Hand As I'm Lowered

Découverte de ce groupe (enfin !) dont j'ai beaucoup entendu parler sans l'avoir "goûté"... Et première écoute de ce titre. Celle-ci, il faut que je la garde... que je la déguste et que je l'explore. La voilà donc ici !


Hold my hand as I'm lowered
And please don't see me as a coward
For death, I do not forsake thee
Though your dark stare is always upon me

Well, I fell in love with a world in you
Well, I fell in love with a world in you

O Death, do not feel like the victor
'Cause my poor life makes you none the richer
Oh, your cold hands are clutching at cloth
I leave nothing on Earth that won't rot

Well, I fell in love with the world in you
Well, I fell in love with the world in you

Well, I fell in love with the world in you
And now I feel cold

Well, I fell in love with the world in you
And now I feel holier

 

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jeudi, 22 octobre 2009

Kubb - Without you

J'aime beaucoup cet album de KUBB. Pas très connu, c'est dommage car l'album Mother (2005) est intéressant, riche et bien agréable à écouter et réécouter...

Désolée aucun clip dispo... juste la musique... il faudra se contenter de la radio-blog cette fois !


We used to love each other
And now I'm having to discover
That all is not what it seems
And I'm bleeding
Its so hard to let you go
No, No, No.

Chorus
Without You
Without You

No, No, No

I feel a cold wind blow now
But I don't really wanna go now
Just keep holding on
Cause I need You
And I've got to let you know
No, No, No

Chorus
I can't
I can't
I cannot Live without you
I can't without you
and I can't, I cannot live without you
I can't
I can't
I cannot live without you
Without you

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mercredi, 21 octobre 2009

Athlete - Black Swan Song

Un autre groupe anglais, que j'affectionne tout particulièrement pour sa musique souvent apaisante et douce. J'aime sa voix, et quelques-unes de leurs chansons qui ont jalonné mes dernières années (spécialement l'album "Tourist" en 2005). Un groupe qui suit son petit bonhomme de chemin mais reste bien présent sur la scène musicale.


I waded through the darkest fields you'd imagine
Your pretty face sketched on the barrel of my gun
And i know you'l be the first to welcome me
When i climb into eternity
Oh,oh

The forest kept us warm
Bur it doesnt feel like home anymore
And i know there's bigger mountains where you are
And a better climate for my heart
Oh,oh

I've been racing the clock
And i've run out of steem
I am ready for my final symphony
Oh my body is weak
But my soul is still strong
I am ready to rest in your arms

Though many battles i have won
I lost to many friends i could count on
And i know they'l be the first to welcome me
When i parachute into eternity
Oh,oh

I've been racing the clock
And i've run out of steam
I am ready for my final symphony
Oh my body is weak
but my soul is still strong
I am ready to rest in your arms

And the rain beat down on the rooftops
But there was no sound,
there was no sound
And all my friends and familly carried me
they carried me home
Carried me home

I've been racing the clock
And iv run out of steam
I am ready for my final symphony
Oh my body is weak
But my soul is still strong
I am ready to rest in your arms
I've been racing the clock
And i've run out of steam
I am ready for my final symphony
Oh my body is weak
But my sould is still strong
I am ready to rest in your arms
Oh, oh

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lundi, 19 octobre 2009

Alain Souchon - La vie ne vaut rien

Parce qu'elle m'a longtemps traîné dans la tête, cette chanson, et parce qu'elle me revient régulièrement en tête, suivant l'humeur... L'humeur du moment s'y prête...


Il a tourné sa vie dans tous les sens
Pour savoir si ça avait un sens l'existence
Il a demandé leur avis à des tas de gens ravis
Ravis, ravis, de donner leur avis sur la vie
Il a traversé les vapeurs des derviches tourneurs
Des haschich fumeurs et il a dit

La vie ne vaut rien, rien, rien, la vie ne vaut rien
Mais moi quand je tiens, tiens,
Là dans mes mains éblouies,
Les deux jolis petits seins de mon amie,
Là je dis rien, rien, rien, rien ne vaut la vie,

Il a vu l'espace qui passe
Entre la jet set les fastes, les palaces
Et puis les techniciens de surface,
D'autres espèrent dans les clochers, les monastères
Voir le vieux sergent pépère mais ce n'est que Richard Gere,
Il est entré comme un insecte sur site d'Internet
Voir les gens des sectes et il a dit

La vie ne vaut rien, rien, rien, la vie ne vaut rien
Mais moi quand je tiens, tiens,
Là dans mes mains éblouies,
Les deux jolis petits seins de mon amie,
Là je dis rien, rien, rien, rien ne vaut la vie

Il a vu manque d'amour, manque d'argent
Comme la vie c'est détergeant
Et comme ça nettoie les gens,
Il a joué jeux interdit pour des amis endormis,
Et il a dit

La vie ne vaut rien, rien, rien, la vie ne vaut rien
Mais moi quand je tiens, tiens,
Là dans mes mains éblouies,
Les deux jolis petits seins de mon amie,
Là je dis rien, rien, rien, rien ne vaut la vie.

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JEM - They

Une artiste que j'aime tout particulièrement. Sa pêche et ses textes valent le détours. Une artiste méconnue, hélas...

[Album Finally Woken - 2004]


Who made up all the rules?
We follow them like fools,
Believe them to be true,
Don't care to think them through

And I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this
I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry we do this

And it's ironic too
'Cause what we tend to do
Is act on what they say
And then it is that way

And I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this
I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry we do this

Who are they?
Where are they?
How can they possibly
Know all this?
Who are they?
Where are they?
How can they possibly
Know all this?

Do you see what I see?
Why do we live like this?
Is it because it's true
That ignorance is bliss?

Who are they?
Where are they?
How do they
Know all this?
And I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this

Do you see what I see?
Why do we live like this?
Is it because it's true
That ignorance is bliss?

And who are they?
Where are they?
How can they
Know all this?
And I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry we do this

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vendredi, 16 octobre 2009

The Neville Brothers - Bird on a Wire

Un excellent album, qui date un peu... mais la voix reste toujours aussi poignante.


Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a fish on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If I, been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it, let it go by.
If I, have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you.


Like a bird free
there's a bird free


Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
don't cry no more don't cry
it's completed, oh it's finished
it;s been paid for


Like a bird free
there's a bird free
Like a bird free
there's a bird free
Like a bird free
there's a bird free
Like a bird free
there's a bird free
Like a bird (free) on the wire, (free)
like a drunk (free) in a midnight choir (free)
don't cry (free) don't cry (free)
Like a bird free (free) free

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jeudi, 15 octobre 2009

Aha - I wish I cared

Cette chanson se suffit à elle-même ; pas besoin d'en rajouter je pense... flemme de traduire mais je me comprends ! Sa voix est trop trippante, le son est trop bon, la rythmique aussi. Non, vraiment cette chanson me fait craquer !...


To hold me closer or set me free
To trust completely or let it be
You don't know my destiny

You can't see what I can see

Hey - I wish I cared
Hey - I wish I cared

To love me truely or let me go
Inbetween I don't want to know
This is how it has to be
No more us and no more we

Hey - I wish I cared
Hey - I wish I cared

Once again, on the station
See your face in a crowd
Comes again the sensation
You can't hear yourself think
With their voices inside your head Hey

Hey - I wish I cared
Hey - I wish I cared
I wish I cared
Yes I really do
I wish I cared
(Hey) I wish I cared
Yes I really do
I wish I cared
(Hey) I wish I cared
I wish I cared
(Hey)

       

 

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JJ Goldman - La vie c'est mieux...

Flashback...

C'est lui qui le dit, pas moi...


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mercredi, 14 octobre 2009

Lily Allen - 22

Voilà qui colle parfaitement à l'humeur du moment !!


When she was 22 the future looked bright
But she's nearly 30 now and she's out every night
I see that look in her face, she's got that look in her eye
She's thinking how did I get here and wondering why

It's sad but it's true how society says her life is already over
There's nothing to do and there's nothing to say
'Til the man of her dreams comes along
Picks her up and puts her over his shoulder
It seems so unlikely in this day and age

She's got an alright job but it's not a career
Whenever she thinks about it, it brings her to tears
'Cause all she wants is a boyfriend, she gets one night stands
She's thinking how did I get here, I'm doing all that I can

It's sad but it's true how society says her life is already over
There's nothing to do and there's nothing to say
'Til the man of her dreams comes along
Picks her up and puts her over his shoulder
It seems so unlikely in this day and age

It's sad but it's true how society says her life is already over
There's nothing to do and there's nothing to say
'Til the man of her dreams comes along
Picks her up and puts her over his shoulder
It seems so unlikely in this day and age

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lundi, 12 octobre 2009

Peter Gabriel - Blood of Eden

Je suis une fan de Peter Gabriel, en particulier depuis ses débuts en solo. Cette chanson, que j'adore, me transporte dans le passé et je la trouve pleine de sensibilité, et d'émotions comme seul PG sait l'exprimer. Il y a non seulement sa voix absolument troublante, avec ses envolées envoûtantes, il y a les paroles, et il y a la musique. Le tout donne des envies irrépressibles de douceur et de tendresse à deux.Cette chanson est l'apothéose musicale de l'union de deux personnes, à mon sens.

Bref, sans lassitude aucune, bien au contraire...



I caught sight of my reflection
I caught it in the window
I saw the darkness in my heart
I saw the signs of my undoing
They had been there from the start

And the darkness still has work to do
The knotted chord's untying
The heated and the holy
Oh they're sitting there on high
So secure with everything they're buying

In the blood of Eden lie the woman and the man
With the man in the woman and the woman in the man
In the blood of Eden lie the woman and the man
We wanted the the union oh the union of the woman, the woman and the man

My grip is surely slipping
I think I've lost my hold
Yes I think I've lost my hold
I cannot get insurance any more
They don't take credit, only gold
Is that a dagger or a crucifix I see
You hold so tightly in your hand
And all the while the distance grows between you and me
I do not understand

In the blood of Eden lie the woman and the man
With the man in the woman and the woman in the man
In the blood of Eden lie the woman and the man
We wanted the the union oh the union of the woman, the woman and the man

At my request you take me in
In that tenderness I am floating away
No certainty, nothing to rely on
Holding still for a moment
What a moment this is
Oh for a moment of forgetting
A moment of bliss
Oh....

I can hear the distant thunder
Of a million unheard souls
Of a million unheard souls
Watch each one reach for creature comfort
For the filling of their holes

In the blood of Eden lie the woman and the man
I feel the man in the woman and the woman in the man
In the blood of Eden lie the woman and the man
I feel the man in the woman and the woman in the man

In the blood of Eden we have done everything we can
In the blood of Eden, so we end as we began
With the man in the woman and the woman in the man
It was all for the union, oh the union of the woman, the woman and the man

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dimanche, 11 octobre 2009

The Streets - let's push this forward

Un bien bon morceau, découvert par hasard et qui trotte dans la tête depuis...


This ain't the down, it's the upbeat
Make it complete
So what's the story?
Guaranteed accuracy, enhanced CD
Latest technology, darts at Treble 20
Huge non-recuparable advance
Majors be vigilant
I excel in both content and deliverance
So let's put on our classics
And we'll ‘ave a little dance, shall we?
No sales pitch, no media hype
No hydro, it's nice and ripe
I speak in communication in bold type
This AIN’T yer archetypal street sound
Scan for ultrasounds North, South, East, West
And all round and then to the underground

You say that every thing sounds the same
Then you go buy them!
There's no excuses my friend
Let's Push Things Forward (2x)

As we progress to the checkpoint
I wholeheartedly agree with yer viewpoint
But this ain't your typical Garage joint
I make points which hold significance
That ain't a bag, it's shipment
This ain't a track, it's a movement
I got the settlement
My frequencies are transient
And resonate your eardrums
I make bangers, not anthems
Leave that to the Artful Dodger
The broad shouldered 51% shareholder
You won't find us on Alta Vista
Cult classic, not bestseller
Your gonna need more power,
Plug in the freephase and the generator
Crank it up to the gigawatts
Critics ready with the potshots, the plot thickens
Put on yer mittens for these sub-zero conditions
But remember I'm just spittin',
Remember I'm just spittin'
Once bitten, forever smitten

You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them!
There's no excuses my friend
Let's Push Things Forward (2x)

Spilt jewels like Eastern riches
Junkie fixes
Around 'ere we say birds, not bitches
As London Bridge burns down, Brixton's burning up
Turns out your in luck
Cos I know this dodgy fuck in The Duck
So it's just another showflick from your
Local City Poet
Case you geezers don't know it
Let’s Push Things Forward
It's a tall order, but we’re taller
Calling all maulers, backstreet brawlers
Cornershop crawlers, victory’s flawless
Love us or hate us, but don't slate us
Don't conform to formulas
Pop genres and such sharp darts, double Dutch
Parked cars, troubles a much with more Bud
Let's Push Things Forward

You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's Push Things Forward.

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