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MICKEY 3D
Small town dreams, unemployment, boredom, the defiant
pride of the DIY musician are all core ingredients of every post-punk
r&r legend as well as unmistakable features of the Mickey 3D story. The group come from the
little village of Ecotay-L'Olme near St Etienne, a kind
of rural French equivalent of Nowheresville USA, where they thrashed
around in various grunge-noise bands before discovering the delights of
modern French chanson. The ingrained punk spirit of founder members Mickey and
JoJo became intertwined with tender yet razor
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Nirvana meets Brel if you like, and they recorded an album called 'Mistiqui
Torture' for about $350 on a friend's portastudio to sell after gigs at the
local Pizzeria and other less glamorous neighborhood haunts. In true punk rock fairy tale
fashion, they got more than they bargained for when the
album was picked up by the big label boys in Paris and became a cult French
rock classic. The group toured, met the press and signed autographs like
dutiful stars in the making but you always got the impression that they
preferred to be back at home fishing with their mates. A third
member, Najah, joined to record their second album 'La TrÍve', which was released at
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LA TORDUE
"There's something new and incredible happening
under the melancholy sun of French chanson." This was how the
bi-weekly bible of French rock 'Les Inrockuptibles' announced the arrival of La Tordue's
third album 'Le Vent t'Invite' in April 2000.
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lyricist BenoÓt Morel met multi-instrumentalist Pierre Payan and formed La Tordue
('The Tortoise's don't ask why!) more than a decade ago in
the bars of Belleville, a savory working class district of Paris where the great
Edith Piaf spent her black and blue childhood in the 1920s. Morel was also a founder member of Les TÍtes Raides and luminary of the
irreverent art and cartoon collective Chats PelÈs, who design the CD covers for
both groups. With the addition of Pierre's mate Eric
Philippon, La Tordue
became a trio and started playing songs for a few francs and a 'ballon de
rouge' in the watering holes of Belleville and beyond.
Five years of graft were to elapse before they released their first album
'Les Choses
de Rien' on their own Moby Dick label. After more than a
thousand appearances, four acclaimed albums and a lifetime's compliment of hard
knocks, La Tordue have evolved into true originals, with songs that reinvent and
radicalise the lyrical approach of great French chansonniers like
Jacques PrÈvert, George Brassens and Leo FerrÈ and marinades it in a potpourri
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IGNATUS
"The cousin of Professor Calculus" according
to one especially smart-ass French paper, Ignatus, with his brainstorm face furniture
and bureaucratic suits, is indeed an enigmatic source of curiosity, humour
and eccentric creativity. Jerome Rousseau, the man
behind the glasses, enjoys a multi-faceted notoriety in France; as ex-member of
highly-rated pop duo Les Objets, creator of hilarious one minute radio monologues
called 'La Minute de Monsieur Ignatus', founder manager of the Ignatub
label, the brain behind utterly bizarre and intriguing solo music shows and the
man who crossed France on foot alone, from Verdun to the Pyrenees, in 70
days. In common with the other artists on this CD, Ignatus has
concocted
his very own individual version of French chanson, using plenty of
samples and
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cinematic riffs, a myriad of sounds and influences and a voice that
soothes and taunts with a silky hoarseness reminiscent of that other great
French whisperer, Serge Gainsbourg. A lifetime of
globetrotting and musical exploration has lead Ignatus to respect originality, whatever the cost,
and this attitude shines through the music on his two solo albums "L'air
est different" and "Le Physique" Ignatus is the
outsider, who has learned how to laugh at life's absurdities rather than fret over them like a
sorry existentialist.
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DUPAIN
There's tradition, there's innovation and
there's trad-innovation, a hybrid state of mind synonymous with a group from Marseilles
called Dupain, which just means, democratically enough, 'bread'. The group was founded by
singer Samuel KarpiÈnia and hurdy-gurdy player /
programmer Pierre-Laurent Bortolino in the mid nineties with the intention of
taking working class songs from the nineteenth century, sung in Occitan,
the old language of the south of France, and building a gleaming modern
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edifice around them. In France, a country which has been
culturally centralized around Paris since Napoleonic times, regional
identities have long been suppressed, often brutally. Only
recently have areas like Brittany, Corsica and now Provence and
Marseilles enjoyed their very own musical renaissances. KarpiÈnia
and Portolino had no intention of becoming folk musicians when they
started Dupain. With the help of third member and studio wizard
Sam de Agostini, their ambition was to create a new ProvenÁal sound in
which the bass, hurdy-gurdy and sampler had equal weight and importance
and where influences like dub and reggae could benefit from a good old
southern makeover. Singing almost exclusively in Occitan, a language
which is clinging to survival by its fingernails, Dupain celebrate the
sprit and mourn the misfortunes of working people whose working lives
have been scrapped along with the local iron and steel industries by the
brutal ravages of the free market. The title of their much praised
debut album, 'L'Usina' (The Factory) is a terse rÈsumÈ of their
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LO'JO
France has a long and strong tradition of street
theatre and circus performance which has always been intimately associated
with music. Lo'Jo began life in the western city of Angers, capital
of the Loire region, when singer and songwriter, Denis PÈan, met violinist
Richard Bourreau, who was fresh out of the local conservatory and hungry for
some ruder musical experiences. Over a period of years the
group evolved into 'Lo'Jo Triban' a tribe of musicians, street performers, poets and circus
artists. The group have always been musical adventurers, touring
Europe with theatre companies, organizing mutant cabaret events involving
film and acrobatics, traveling to Africa to perform and collaborate with
local musicians and most recently acting as the driving force behind a new
annual festival of music in the middle of the Sahara desert.
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generally given the group a cold and haughty shoulder. Lo'Jo
have recorded a string of acclaimed albums for independent labels, most recently
Emma Productions, who released 'MoJo Radio' and their latest CD 'BohÍme de
Cristal'. After a long and wayward evolution Lo'Jo's line-up has finally
settled on the vocals of Denis Pean, the violin, kora and imzad of Richard
Bourreau, the bass of Nicholas 'Kham' Meslien, the drums of Matthieu Rousseau
and the instantly identifiable backing vocals of sisters Nadia and Yamina
Nid El Mourid. The Lo'Jo sound is weird stained glass window of musical colors
- French, African, Arabic, Gypsy, rock, dub, traditional-.all
perfectly aligned to create entrancing patterns which somehow coagulate into a
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CEUX QUI MARCHENT DEBOUT
Although France was never much renowned for its
musical originators until
the late 80s, it has always been a country of music-obsessives,
as all those
black American jazzmen of the O40s and O50s found out to
their delight when
they toured the country. This obsessive
streak has blessed the six
members of Ceux Qui Marchent Debout ('Those Who Walk Upright') with a deep
knowledge and love of funk, ska, reggae and R&B.
Back in 1992, an incontrovertible partiality to funkin' good beats
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spurred Roufi, Tubar, Tafani, Proto, Clark and Vich to form a kind of busking
brass band
comprising trombone, sax, bass sax, trumpet, banjo, snare
and bass drum.
The sextet quickly mastered the funky reggae party
repertoire and began
touring with hazardous determination, slowly building a
nationwide clientele
for their raucous evenings of pure gloves-off dancing
abandon. Their
first platter 'Debout' only enhanced their ballooning
reputation and the
press hailed the group as 'the perfect hangover cure' or 'a charm against
the grump'. Self-produced,
self-managed and self-financed the group found
the wherewithal to tour the USA, visiting the spiritual
home of their art,
New Orleans, and then spreading their funky medicine to
places like Canada,
Madagascar, Senegal, Jordan and Nigeria. Thanks to this incessant gigging,
CQMD developed a timing and a delivery which is now
legendary in French funk
circles where they are regularly referred to as 'The Best
French Funk Band
In the World'. They also managed to
compose and perform the film score
for Cedric Klapisch's 'Chacun Cherche Son Chat'.
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JAVA
Before it was shanghaied by computer nerds and
net-heads, the word Java
denoted, amongst other things, an old and very popular
French dance, which
had its hey-day in the bars and bordellos of 1930s
working class Paris. A
bunch of unruly modern Parisians, schooled in the local
underground funk and
reggae scenes but fired by the musical traditions of
their own big bad city
also decided to ambush the term and form a group under
its banner.
According to their official press release " the
formula is simple: a pinch
of accordion, a bit of cute Parisian nostalgia, a soupcon
of hip hop, a good
frenchy beat to set off some seriously doused and spicy
lyrics and lastly
some funky jazzy rhythms."
After performing the length and breadth of
France, song-writer and accordionist Fixi, lyricist and
rapper Erwann,
double bassist JerÙme Boivin and drummer/producer
Marlon recorded an album
for Sony called 'HawaiÔ'. The French press,
bored by endless and pointless
local rap productions that did little more than ape well
known US models,
hailed Java like they would a fresh nose-tweaking
Parisian breeze, full of
toxic but irresistible smells and fumes. In Java's universe sex, drugs
and rock and roll become sex, accordion and alcohol as
they slash and burn
their way through a multitude of influences and
revulsions, sticking up two
fingers to musical puritans whilst bringing on their very own...what? -
rap
musette, rap guinguette, new French chanson - call it what
you will. This
is the real sound of modern Paris, a city full of
waltzing ghosts and smurfin'
b-boys where you can smell a musical clichÈ a
mile off. Parisian
and proud!
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LOUISE ATTAQUE
At the end of the 1980s a couple of pimply youths
called Gaetan Roussel and
Robin Feix found their studies at the lycee of Montargis,
a small town south
of Paris, seriously disturbed by a growing obsession with
rock and roll.
The duo formed a band called 'Caravage' ('Caravaggio')
after the shady 17th
century Italian painter of the same name and having moved
up to Paris to
pursue their faltering educations they enlisted drummer
and mathematician Alexandre Margraff to their cause. 'Caravage' hit the skids around 1992
and the three mates decided to place an ad in their local
rehearsal studios
with the following copy; "Young group inspired by
Nick Cave, Tom Waits and a
little Catherine Lara seek violinist". Armand Samuel was the first to
respond and after being 'interviewed' on a piece of
waste ground somewhere
in eastern Paris he got the job. Everyone in the band was a big fan of US
punk folksters Violent Femmes and so they decided to
called themselves
Louise (as in a femme) Attaque (as in violent). CafÈ gigs around Paris,
demos, and more gigs under the aegis of the Life Live
association lead to
yet more gigs around the country and eventually to a deal
with the respected
French independet record label, Atmospheriques. An eponymous first album
was produced by real life Violent Femme, Gordon Gano and
was released in 1997. It sold like little croissants, as the
saying goes, so much so in act that it went double platinum within a year and the
group were hailed as
the great white indie hopes of France. A second album 'Comme On A
Dit'
was released in 2000, with a harder sound which somehow
still adhered to the
hi-energy violin-driven acoustic principle the group
started off with. The group have recently been sponsoring their own
'mini'
festivals to
counteract the cold commercialism of the 'factory concert'
circuit.
Louise Attaque's enormous success, (over 3 million
albums sold) is sweet
revenge for the indifference of the mainstream French
radio and record
industry, who ignored them for as long as it was feasible
to do so.
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ARTHUR H
It's strange how many modern French singers sound
like a terminally hoarse
Tom Waits with a fifty-a-day Gauloises habit. We've probably got the late
great Serge Gainsbourg and his unmistakable
'speaking-singing-whispering'
style to thank for that. Nevertheless, where Arthur H is concerned the
comparison is apt because like Waits he's an exceptional
songwriter who
paints surreal and provocative pictures with his growled
vowels. The 'H'
in 'Arthur H', stands for Higelin, a 24 carat name in
the annals of French
music thanks to the legendary status of Arthur's
rock-star father, Jacques
Higelin. Like all sons of famous
fathers, Arthur H had a hard time
stepping clear of his father's shadow, but he managed to
turn many of his
teenage musical loves: Piaf, The Doors, punk rock, Gershwin and -
naturellement - Gainsbourg, into a truly home-spun and
original take on the
great chanson tradition which uses echos of jazz, African
and Latin music
enmeshed in a sparse technologically driven groove to
create an unmistakable
Arthur H style. This process was helped
by the involvement of faithful
collaborators like the double bassist Brad Scott and
programmer Nicolas
Repac. Arthur H has released four studio
albums, of which the most recent
'Madame X' has enjoyed inebriated success, as well as
two live albums and an
original soundtrack for the film 'InsÈparables'.
Arthur H considers himself to
be both a natural born pessimist and a lover
of life a very French enigma.
He also has well-nigh
obsessive fondness for elephants.
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LES T TES RAIDES
Picture the scene.
It's the mid 80s and the leather-clad youth of the French provinces have
gathered at The Jimmy Club in Bordeaux for yet another Saturday night
dose of no-nonsense post-punk pills and thrills. The
support band come on to a theatrically cynical chorus of boos and cheers
and then launch into a souped up version of a Jacques Brel classic. The reaction - horror and disgust. Who the f***k are these woofs bringing
boring old French chanson and poncey waltzing beats into our den of
rock! Christian Oliver, the lead singer of the band, puts down
his instrument and goes into the crowd for a heroic attempt to tussle
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the prevailing, to
no avail. Les TÍtes Raides were true
pioneers of 'neo-realism',
championing the faded wonders of France's native chanson
tradition when words like 'Brel', 'java' and 'chanson' were enough to
make most self-conscious French youth vomit gleefully.
The group started life in
the famous Estienne school of applied arts in Paris as a
straight post-punk
combo called Red Ted but gradually mutated throughout the
80s into pioneers
of 'punk musette'. Their 1989 debut 'Not Dead But Bien Raides'
('raide'
means 'out of it' in impolite French) and its anthemic
hit song 'Ginette' established the TÍtes Raides as trail-blazers in the
gathering nÈo-realist
movement. They can claim credit
for reintroducing the waltz and a love
of home-spun French lyrics back into French rock.
The critical and commercial success of the group's two most recent
releases 'Chamboultou'
(1998) and 'Gratte Poil' (2000) have cemented their
pre-eminence as both
true originals and truly popular veterans of the scene.
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