Brigitte Fontaine, one of France's great living intelectuals and musicians, recieves little respect from international audiences outside her native shores. Her 16th and most recent album, Libido, has recently been released by Polydor and continues her late renaisance during which she has produced perhaps her best songs. This album features Mathieu Chedid and arrangements from Jean Claude Vannier, who worked with her on her first album in 1966.
Initially she begun as a chanteuse in the early 60's, at about the same time as Francoise Hardy, presenting melodic and orchestrated songs. On subsequent records she got jazzier, and then into avant-gardism and art song. Her albums were commendably wide-ranging, and undeniably erratic. She could employ African tribal rhythms, discordant progressive jazz, pretty folky melodies, throat-stretching a cappella vocals, spoken poetry, and pious classical arrangements, sometimes with an ideosyncratic recklessness. On some albums she collaborated with Areski, whose rough vocals contrasted incongruously with Fontaine's sweet and mature tone. Fontaine returned to recording in the 1990s and has since worked with musicians such as Stereolab and Sonic Youth.
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Salut! En concert le 29 Novembre au Ciné 13 Théâtre, 1 av Junot - 75018 Paris. Métro Lamark-Caulaincourt ou Abbesses. Réservations :www.3emeacte.com/cine13ou 01 42 54 15 12 .
PREMIÈRE PARTIE : FARAH
Dont want any muscle under my skin it hurts when i pick up my vein with some poetry & liqueur babe
Got another muscle bay, baby ! my head in it muscles my brain
look regarde !
"when across seas superfloat our bodies they float over Gods and People's Bars c'est là que l'on peut parfois voir la folie, les espoirs croiser tous les continents Tous ! "
Got another muscle bay babe my head in it muscles my brain
Croiser la folie, les espoirs... Et tu veux prendre mon a$âme, l'échanger en dollars? Traduire tous mes mots aussitôt que je pars Talon et dos tournés?
Tu n'es qu'une putain, engin capitaliste d'un genre futuriste mais... j'exècre bien. Fuck go home ! beurk tu es tant triste
Et alors quoi Dans le cirque Nous ?
Las, on te dit : on préfère brouter la bonne herbe poète le cul des poétesses