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Tendre

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Et la tendresse ? Bordel !
Un peu de tendresse bordel de merde!?

Aujourd’hui je me cache derrière la vie les mots des autres.



I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does

There’s a club, if you’d like to go
You could meet someone who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home
And you cry
And you want to die

When you say it’s gonna happen now,
When exactly do you mean?
See I’ve already waited too long
And all my hope is gone




Tender is the night
Lying by your side
Tender is the touch
Of someone that you love too much
Tender is the day
The demons go away
Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind

Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love’s the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love’s the greatest thing
That we have
I’m waiting for that feeling
I’m Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come




Oh, she may be weary
Young girls they do get weary
Wearing that same old shaggy dress, yeah yeah
But when she gets weary
Try a little tenderness, yeah yeah

You know she’s waiting
Just anticipating
For things that she’ll never, never, never, never possess, yeah yeah
But while she’s there waiting, without them
Try a little tenderness (that’s all you gotta do)

It’s not just sentimental, no, no, no
She has her grief and care, yeah yeah yeah
But the soft words, they are spoke so gentle, yeah
It makes it easier, easier to bear, yeah

You won’t regret it, no, no
Some girls they don’t forget it
Love is their only happiness, yeah
But it’s all so easy
All you gotta do is try, try a little tenderness



And then there’s this track called Otis which is a total rip off. Probably why they transformed it into a tribute…



Tendre la main, tendre le cou, tant de reproches… on se quitte avec des mots legerement trop sucrés. Mais sortis de leurs contextes ils degagent d’autres arômes.


Quelle douce faiblesse
Quel joli sentiment
Ce besoin de tendresse
Qui nous vient en naissant
Vraiment, vraiment, vraiment


Y en a qui ont le cœur dehors
Et ne peuvent que l’offrir
Le cœur tellement dehors
Qu’ils sont tous à s’en servir

Celui-là a le cœur dehors
Et si frêle et si tendre
Que maudits soient les arbres morts
Qui ne pourraient point l’entendre



On part avec le coeur qui tremble
Du bonheur de partir ensemble
Sans savoir ce qui nous attend
Ainsi commence le voyage
Semé d’écueils et de mirages
De l’amour et de ses tourments

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November 12, 2011 at 16:02

Know

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Take my hand if you know where I’m going through
Take my hand if you know where I’m going

You know ow
You know ow

Are you in the know?
I don’t just type “know” into my itunes and go through the songs. A lot of thought goes into these selections… most of the time they appear in a “dream”…




Cut Copy – Where I’m Going


All you need is a dream and a lover too
All you need is a dream and a lover

Take my hand ’cause I know what you’re going through
After the time I haven’t known where you’re going

You know ow
You know ow



My uncle offered me Lyle Lovett and his large band’s LP in the early nineties.
I transferred it to MP3 recently and I’ve been listening to it a lot
I love 10 of the 12 tracks despite the country overtones. Here’s one for tonight’s theme.


Lyle Lovett – I Know You Know


So tell me something that you mean
Not just what comes to mind
Because you know I would believe
Anything you’d say

And I know you know
I know you know
I know you know
I’m so in love with you

Staying with the same period, Have you seen Pump Up The Volume?
Pirate radio flick with Christian Slater from 1990?
I love the Soundtrack. That’s where I discovered Concrete Blonde’s cover of Leonard Cohen’s Everybody Knows. Not to be confused with N*E*R*D’s Everyone Nose



Leonard Cohen – Everybody Knows
Concrete Blonde – Everybody Knows


Everybody knows that you love me baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that you’ve been faithful
Ah give or take a night or two
Everybody knows you’ve been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
And everybody knows



2 more tracks to go. No comment…



The Smiths – I Know It’s Over



I know it’s over – still I cling
I don’t know where else I can go
Over and over and over and over
Over and over, la …
I know it’s over
And it never really began
But in my heart it was so real
And you even spoke to me, and said :
“If you’re so funny
Then why are you on your own tonight ?
And if you’re so clever
Then why are you on your own tonight ?
If you’re so very entertaining
Then why are you on your own tonight ?
If you’re so very good-looking
Why do you sleep alone tonight ?




The Beach Boys – God only knows


If you should ever leave me
Though life would still go on believe me
The world could show nothing to me
So what good would living do me

God only knows what I’d be without you

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October 16, 2011 at 18:56

Fear

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Just watched the latest episode of Philosophie on arte. It’s Raphael Enthoven’s vulgarization show which is hit and miss. You might know him as ex- MR Carla Bruni. Check out the story, it’s a real soap!!

This one was interesting and touched on a lot of subjects, including fear.
Confiance vs. défiance
Confiance vs. méfiance
Confiance vs. soupçon
Confiance vs. peur…



Pulp – The Fear (Live)


This is our Music from A Bachelors Den
- the sound of loneliness turned up to ten.
A horror soundtrack from a stagnant water-bed & it sounds just like this.
This is the sound of someone losing the plot -
making out that they’re okay when they’re not.
You’re gonna like it, but not a lot & the chorus goes like this:

Oh Baby, here comes the fear again.
The end is near again.
A monkey’s built a house on your back.
You can’t get anyone to come in the sack
& here comes another panic attack.
Oh here we go again.

So now you know the words to our song,
pretty soon you’ll all be singing along.
When you’re sad, when you’re lonely & it all turns out wrong.
When you’ve got the fear.
& when you’re no longer searching for beauty or love -
just some kind of life with the edges taken off.
When you can’t even define what it
is that you are frightened of
this song will be here.

Oh Baby, here comes the fear again.
The end is near again.
If you ever get that chimp off your back.
If you ever find the thing that you lack
but you know you’re only having a laugh
& here we go again.
Until the end
Until the end




The National – I’m Afraid of Everyone (feat. Sufjan Stevens)

Venom radio and venom television
I’m afraid of everyone, I’m afraid of everyone
They’re the young blue bodies
With the old red bodies
I’m afraid of everyone, I’m afraid of everyone
With my kid on my shoulders I try

Not to hurt anybody I like
But I don’t have the drugs to sort
I don’t have the drugs to sort it out
Sort it out

I’ll defend my family with my orange umbrella
I’m afraid of everyone, I’m afraid of everyone
With my shiny new star
Spangling tennis shoes on
I’m afraid of everyone, I’m afraid of everyone

With my kid on my shoulders I try
Not to hurt anybody out

But I don’t have the drugs to sort
I don’t have the drugs to sort it out
Sort it out
I don’t have the drugs to sort it out
Sort it out

You’re the voice that’s swallowing my soul, soul, soul
(repeat)




The Smiths – Girl Afraid


Girl afraid
Where do his intentions lay ?
Or does he even have any ?

Boy afraid
Prudence never pays
….
I’ll never make that mistake again!




I’m scared, I’m scared, I’m scared
I’m scared, so scared
I’m scared, I’m scared, I’m scared
As the years roll away
And the price that I paid
And the straws slips away

You don’t have to suffer
It is what it is
No bell book or candle
Can get you out of this, oh no!

I’m scarred, I’m scarred, I’m scarred
I’m scarred, uh huh
I’m scarred, I’m scarred, I’m scarred
Every day of my life
I just manage to survive
I just wanna stay alive

You don’t have to worry
In heaven or hell
Just dance to the music
You do it so well, well, well!

Hatred and jealousy, gonna be the death of me
I guess I knew it right from the start
Sing out about love and peace
Don’t wanna see the red raw meat
The green eyed goddamn straight from your heart

I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired
Of being so alone
No place to call my own
Like a rollin’ stone

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October 16, 2011 at 15:52

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