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I Noir Désir.

OK, he killed his girlfriend. But he´s a good singer. One has to make compromises.

i dare to contradict. there has always been a "hip" french music-szene. unfortunately, most of them are only known in france, especially if they perform in french.

but i have to admit, that i never saw or heard of any french musician in the last 20something years whom i adored as much as Helno "Noël" Rota, who overdosed yery young around 1992/1993.

you find his grave at Cimetière de Pantin, his epitaph (from a song by Jacques Brel) reads: "De Foire en Foire, De Verre en Verre, De Boire en Boire, Je Mords Encore a Pleine Dents, Je Suis un Mort, Encore Vivant."

Hello, Tyrolean!
How's it going in Innsbruck?

SPAM was not meant to Christel's contribution. SPAM refers to a blog post that someone pasted here and on other sites to gain access to e-mail addresses, through which he can then send illegal advertising.
Excuse the misunderstanding!

Concerning your statement about the French music scene, I can only agree with you completely. It simply lacks the awareness outside of France.

It's nice to find someone from the Alps here!
How is the tourists rip-off running this year?

xoxo from the Piefke!
Axel

I like it too.

hmmm, just butting in here lol I loved the pop-hits of some French artists (or French speaking in any event) like Julien Clerc and other chansonniers. In Holland you could hear an occasional song in French now and again, but I have to agree that over the last couple of decades the language has diminished in popular culture. Unfortunately, because it is such an enchanting language.

One of my (old-time) favourites was "Desenchante(e)" by Mylene Farmer. It was re-vamped by Belgian singer Kate Ryan but that was crap OK, it was an OK cover but compared to the original...bah....

I'm not that familiar with recent French music and am also not the type to go hunting for it....I would simply have to hear something in passing (as in on a radio or tv) and it would have to catch my ear to get me active and searching

No, some people (mostly from Nigeria) create an account in the opera community like u and me. then they send messages like the text u deleted to get answer by other users. These other users mail them via their own e-mail-account (Hotmail, GMX). This mail-accounts will be cracked then and used to send fraud-mails over their adressbooks.
Mostly the recipients of those mails had the abused mail-adresses on their white or friends list. The result ist that the firewall of the recipient doesn´t filter.
Attention!
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Mylene Farmers Videos are very hot and fantastic.

@ BLACKlittleThorn: Helno Rota was the singer and soul of a very popular french band called "les negresses vertes". there are only few videos of bad quality. i´ll publish a youtube-link on my blog, so you can listen yourself.

face a la mer

Sur le sable, face à la mer Se dresse là, un cimetière Où les cyprès comme des lances Sont les gardiens de son silence. Sur le sable, des lits de fer Sont plantés là, face à la mer Mon ami, la mort t'a emmené En son bateau pour l'éternité. Si on allait au cimetière Voir mon nom gravé sur la pierre, Saluer les morts face à la mer, Ivres de vie dans la lumiere. Dans la chaleur, le silence A l'heure où les cyprès se balancent Les morts reposent au cimetière Sous le sable, face à la mer.

We actually have one album by Les Negresses Vertes.... Didn't know their singer killed himself!

Very fast-paced music (overall), kinda gypsy like...but very nice!

Originally posted by ingoodmood:

face a la mer

Sur le sable, face à la mer Se dresse là, un cimetière Où les cyprès comme des lances Sont les gardiens de son silence. Sur le sable, des lits de fer Sont plantés là, face à la mer Mon ami, la mort t'a emmené En son bateau pour l'éternité. Si on allait au cimetière Voir mon nom gravé sur la pierre, Saluer les morts face à la mer, Ivres de vie dans la lumiere. Dans la chaleur, le silence A l'heure où les cyprès se balancent Les morts reposent au cimetière Sous le sable, face à la mer.

Beautiful text!

Indeed.