Paroles & musiques

Plusieurs fois que j'entends cette chanson, et à chaque fois, elle me fait chantonner. C'est un groupe totalement inconnu pour moi, mais ceci n'empêche en rien cela !...

Big black nothing
Fooling everyone
Big black nothing
Put a halo around what you've done
Because a big black nothing
Is coming up

Would you be my
Would you still be my friend
If I told you
It's all just pretend
Because a big black nothing
Is not the end

Sing me something
Something I can feel
Sing it louder
The whole world has to hear
Because a big black nothing
Was made to appeal

Lock the doors
Hide the keys
Flipping channels
Through the streets
All this news
Just makes me scared of you

Board up the windows
Unplug the phone
Make it look like nobody's home
I am very scared
But so prepared for the worst
Big black nothing
Fooling everyone
Big black nothing
Put a halo around what you've done
Because a big black nothing
Is coming up

Moins pour le clip que pour la chanson en elle-même...

I got a feeling that tonight’s gonna be a good night
that tonight’s gonna be a good night
that tonight’s gonna be a good good night wooh hoo (x4)

Tonight’s the night night
Let’s live it up
I got my money
Let’s spend it up
go out and smash it
like oh my god
Jump off that sofa
Let’s get get up

I know that we’ll have a ball
if we get down
and go out
and just lose it all

I feel stressed out
I wanna let it go
Lets go way out spaced out
and losing all control

Fill up my cup
Mazeltov
Look at her dancing
just take it off
Lets paint the town
We’ll shut it down
Let’s burn the roof
and then we’ll do it again

Let's Do it and do it and do it 1
and do it and do it 2
and do it and do it and live it 3
up and do it, do it
4
do it, do it, and do it 5
and do it and do it and do it 6
and do it and do it and 7

i gotta feeling that tonight’s gonna be a good night
that tonight’s gonna be a good night
that tonight’s gonna be a good good night (x2)

Tonight’s the night
let’s live it up
I got my money
Lets spend it up

Go out and smash it (smash it)
Like Oh My God (like oh my god)
Jump off that sofa (cmon)
Lets kick it up

Fill up my cup (Drink)
Mazel tov!
Look at her dancing (Move it Move it)
Just take it off

Lets paint the town (paint the town)
We’ll shut it down (shut it down)
Lets burn the roof
and then we’ll do it again

count to 7 and start singing again

Here we come
here we go
we gotta rock rock
rock rock rock

Easy come
easy go
now we on top
top top top top

Feel the shot
body rock
Rock it don’t stop stop
stop stop

Round and round
up and down
around the clock clock clock clock

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday
Friday, Saturday, Saturday to Sunday

we keep keep keep keep going up
we know what we say say
party everyday
p-p-p-party everyday

got a feeling (ooooooo ooooooo)
that tonights gonna be a good night
that tonights gonna be a good night
that tonights gonna be a good good night
(oooooooooooo ooooooooooo)

Parce que ce soir, c'est un soir un peu à part....

Non : vraiment à part en fait :))

You say yes, I say no
You say stop and I say go, go, go
Oh, no
You say goodbye and I say hello
Hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye
I say hello
Hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye
I say hello

I say high, you say low
You say why, and I say I don't know
Oh, no
You say goodbye and I say hello
Hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye
I say hello
Hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye
I say hello

Why, why, why, why, why, why
Do you say good bye
Goodbye, bye, bye, bye, bye

Oh, no
You say goodbye and I say hello
Hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye
I say hello
Hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye
I say hello
hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye I say hello
Hello

Hela, heba helloa
Hela, heba helloa

Andy Yorke, leader du groupe méconnu "The unbelievable Truth" et frère de Thom Yorke, leader de Radiohead que tout le monde connaît, fait partie de mes chouchous parce que sa voix a un timbre très particulier, très suave, très chaud... J'adore l'écouter, il me fait du bien. Le voici donc dans cette chanson (extraite de son album "simple" de 2008), parfaite pour une soirée d'hiver, histoire de trouver un peu de chaleur (désolée pas de clip...).

Mathilda, when we met
Is it possible
that our lives
were already
Set to collide?

Any moment you could find
Things were broken
and you were right
And now there's no tunring back

Now we're just too far along

Never in my life
Was it so hard
to do right
With the numbers
at my fingertips

Now we're just too far along

Giving hope,
holding on,
letting go
Giving comfort to both
The world had been held at bay
And it took you to know
We're just too far along

Mathilda, when we met
Is it possible
that our lives
were already
Set to collide?

Le genre de petite zik qui reste bien ancrée dans la tête... Décidément cet album de Charlie Winston (Hobo) ce n'est que du bon, du début à la fin !! en plus le type est vraiment très sympa, très simple et d'un super état d'esprit, bref : J'adore !

If you say this is pop, to be singing to a tune with a rhythm like this, would it be so unpopular for a singer like me to be bringing up the fact that we're all gonna go ? Some people swear, they say they know where.
For me it's a mystery. But which ever way you see it
you have to admit it and live it and live it !

We all Kick the Bucket in the end ! The end !
All the girls Kick the Bucket in the end ! The end !
And the boys Kick the Bucket in the end ! The end !
Yep ! We all Kick the Bucket in the end ! The end ! The end ! The end ! The end !

Blew up my TV. It' was numbing my brain to be thinking the same as a million other people all feeling afraid of the same thing.
But there's is nothing to lose, cause we're all on a bike and we're cycling through, getting off on our injuries - but you gotta get back on it and live it and live it to love it and live and love life.

Cause we all Kick the Bucket in the end ! The end !
All the girls Kick the Bucket in the end ! The end !
And the boys Kick the Bucket in the end ! My friend !
Yep ! We all Kick the Bucket in the end ! The end ! The end ! The end ! The end !

This is not a sad song !
I don't bring it up to get you down,
It's a celebration for all the red cells
going round and round in your body !

I don't mean to preach or to sound lilke a teacher. No ! I only wanna cut the crap and ,
looking back, everybody's had to face the facts.

we all Kick the Bucket in the end ! The end !
All the girls Kick the Bucket in the end ! The end !
And the boys Kick the Bucket in the end ! My friend !
Yep ! We all Kick the Bucket in the end ! The end ! The end ! The end ! The end !

Pendant que j'installe Linux version Ubuntu (vous savez tout !) sur mon poste, voilà que résonne à mes petites oreilles une musique qui me fait tout stopper... et c'est Suzanne Vega que voilà, avec une petite chanson bien sympathique !

Attention, je vous colle la version remixée, c'est juste parce que ca "pète" plus :))

I'd like to help you doctor
Yes I really really would
But the din in my head
It's too much and it's no good
I'm standing in a windy tunnel
Shouting through the roar
And I'd like to give the information
You're asking for

But blood makes noise
It's a ringing in my ear
Blood makes noise
And I can't really hear you
In the thickening of fear

I think that you might want to know
The details and the facts
But there's something in my blood
Denies the memory of the acts
So just forget it Doc.
I think it's really
Cool that you're concerned
But we'll have to try again
After the silence has returned

Cause blood makes noise
It's a ringing in my ear
Blood makes noise
And I can't really hear you
In the thickening of fear

Blood makes noise...

J'ai, pour la première fois de ma vie, assisté à un opéra par le biais d'Arte et ce programme de Carmen proposé ce soir à une heure inhabituelle. Jusqu'ici, les opéras étaient pour moi un assez grand mystère. Ils le restent en partie, mais ce dernier étant sous-titré en français m'a permis un accès plus facile. Et puis j'ai été assez vite emportée par ces airs de Bizet que je connaissais pour les avoir déjà en grande partie entendus sans jamais avoir pu les "visualiser" grâce à une mise en scène et de "vraies" personnes l'interprétant.

Un mot sur Daniel Barenboim dirigeant l'orchestre d'une main de Maïtre dont la renommée n'est plus à faire... Il a été magistral. Je connaissais son nom plus que son oeuvre et le voir diriger l'orchestre avec une telle passion m'a véritablement émue. Il vit la musique comme si elle habitait son corps tout entier. J'ai senti et partagé sa passion.

Hormis l'histoire d'amour passionnelle, j'ai été séduite, plus spécifiquement, par Don José (Jonas Kaufmann) dont l'interprétation m'a particulièrement touchée. Par contre, j'ai été attristée de la réaction du public qui a en grande partie hué Emma Dante, metteur(e?) en scène de cet opéra que j'ai trouvé pourtant vraiment bien ficelé et actuel... Probablement un peu trop actuel pour les spectateurs de la Scala de Milan, apparemment peu habitués à une certaine dose de provocation ? Quoiqu'il en soit, Merci au Service Public pour cette soirée qui nous change un peu des Cold Case et autres Experts de tous poils...

Pour finir, une petite touche musicale, pour les amateurs... Il s'agit du duo final... tragique mais très "parlant"

... maintenant, j'ai envie d'aller en voir un en vrai, d'opéra !... Merci Arte ! :))

Parce que j'aimais bien l'actrice et que la chanteuse que je découvre, en particulier sur l'album en duo avec Pete Yorn ("Break Up" sorti en semptembre dernier), me séduit. J'aime le timbre de sa voix et sa simplicité, j'aime le choix artistique et musical qu'elle fait, et puis cette chanson extraite de son album solo (anywhere I lay my head) est très belle, alors place à Scarlett !

I have come 500 miles
Just to see a halo
Come from St. Petersburg
Scarlett and me
Well I open my eyes
I was blind as can be
When you give a man luck
He must fall in the sea
And she wants you
To steal and get caught
For she loves you
For all that you are not
When you're
Falling down, falling down
When you're falling down
Falling down, falling down

You forget all the roses
Don't come around on Sunday
She's not gonna choose you
For standing so tall
Go on and take a swig
Of that poison and like it
And don't ask
For silverware
Don't ask for nothing
Go on and put your ear
To the ground
You know you will be
Hearing that sound
Falling down
You're falling down
Falling down, falling down
Falling down, falling down

When you're falling down
Falling down, falling down

Go on down and see
That wrecking ball
Come swinging on along
Everyone knew
That hotel was a goner
They broke all the windows
They took all the door knobs
And they hauled it away
In a couple of days
Now someone yell timber
And take off your hat
It's a lot smaller down
Here on the ground
You're falling down
Falling down, falling down
Falling down, falling down
Falling down

Someone's falling down
Falling down, falling down
Falling down, falling down
Falling down

Juste par pur plaisir... même si la vidéo n'est pas top, tant pis ! l'air reste bien gravé en tête et c'est à chantonner en permanence !

Don't Runaway
Midnight Hideaway
Don't you - Fadeaway!
'til the Morning light

I see you from my window
In the shadows of the night
You're standing on Love Street
On the beat, of better things
Yeah!
I'll see you standin' there
You don't care, anymore
And love in your life
Stabbin' knife in my heart

Yeah!

I'll see you standin' there
You don't care anymore
And love in your life
Stabbin' knife in my heart

She might Fadeaway

Le Grand Paul Simon, par le talent... enfin ici. Difficile de trouver ce que je cherche en vidéo, mais en réécoutant quelques uns de ses titres et en le voyant sur scène, je regrette amèrement de n'avoir jamais pu le voir en concert car ça devait vraiment être quelque chose... Un grand un très grand Monsieur de la musique, et un parolier hors pair...

The first thing I remember, I was lying in my bed
I couldn't've been no more than one or two
And I remember there's a radio, coming from the room next door
My mother laughed the way some ladies' do

Well it's late in the evening, and the music's seeping through

The next thing I remember, I am walking down a street
I'm feeling alright I'm with my boys and with my troops, yeah
Down along the avenue some guys are shootin' pool
And I heard the sound of acapella groups, yeah

Singin' late in the evening, and all the girls out on the stoops, yeah

Then I learned to play some lead guitar, I was underage in this funky bar
And I stepped outside to smoke myself a j
When I come back to the room, everybody just seemed to move
And I turned my amp up loud and I began to play

It was late in the evening, and I blew that room away

First thing I remember when you came into my life
I said I wanna get that girl, no matter what I do
Well I guess I've been in love before and once or twice have been on the floor
But I've never loved no-one the way that I love you

And it was late in the evening, and all the music's seeping through