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Des meandres au creux des reins
Et tout ira bien la
Le vent l'emportera
Ton message la grande ourse
Et la trajectoire de la course
l'instantanee de velours
Meme s'il ne sert rien
Le vent l'emportera
Tout disparaitra
Le vent nous portera
La caresse et la mitraille
Cette plaie qui nous tiraille
Le palais des autres jours
D'hier et demain
Le vent les portera
Genetique en bandouliere
Des chromosomes dans l'atmosphere
Des taxis pour les galaxies
Et mon tapis volant, lui
Le vent l'emportera
Tout disparaitra
Le vent nous portera
Ce parfum de nos annees mortes
Ceux qui peut frapper a ta porte
L'infinite du destin
On en pose un, qu'est-ce qu'on en retient ?
Le vent l'emportera
Pendant que la maree monte
Et que chacun fait ses comptes
J'emmene au creux de mon ombre
Des poussieres de toi
Le vent les portera
Tout disparaitra
Le vent nous portera
Very strange to hear that song today, while the news in France are about the 20 years since M. Canta (the singer) killed his girlfriend....
That was just a plain savage thing done by a drunk guy.
But you can find many people giving kind of excuses because he's an "artist"...
How does that change the music?
Very strange to hear that song today, while the news in France are about the 20 years since M. Canta (the singer) killed his girlfriend....
That was just a plain savage thing done by a drunk guy.
But you can find many people giving kind of excuses because he's an "artist"...
That was just a plain savage thing done by a drunk guy.
But you can find many people giving kind of excuses because he's an "artist"...
Who would have guessed that French music would improve so much in the last decade? I remember when even the French themselves would listen mostly to American and British rock music. They liked Jazz and Blues but were usually poor imitators. But no more.
Well, at list in this song they seem to imitate Sahel music. I had to see their picture to realize they are not immigrants from Mali or Senegal, or else.
i m french . this song, this artist are amazing.... more upon any facts , he paid his rent to the society... many years jailed ..i play in concert in a festival with "noir desir".. amazing band, amazing men. Rédemption.....
The fact, as a human being about the lead singer is deeply disturbing. I don't believe someone like him can "pay enough rent to the society" in his lifetime for what he did. To me, this overclouds his music with very very dark clouds.
Hence his bands name, I just realised
The lead vocal is a guy who was convicted of beating his girlfriend to death? Yeesh.
Upon learning this I removed my rating. That does nothing for anything,but it is a statement.
mattenuttall wrote:
According to Wikipedia, Cantat was not fully reformed by serving that sentence:
On the night of 10 January 2010, Cantat's former wife Krisztina Rády died by suicide. At the time of her death, Bertrand Cantat was present in the house. She was discovered by their children the following day.[10] Shortly before her death, Rády had complained of mental abuse by Cantat. The physical abuse she complained of on the answering machine is that he threw some objects at her, but she never mentioned that he was assaulting her. According to Cantat, Rády's parents had spent a week with him after the suicide.[11] Magistrates in Bordeaux investigated Cantat in connection with Rady's suicide, but ultimately decided not to press charges.
For those of us limited in language, this from Google translate:
I'm not afraid of the road
Should see, we have to taste it
Meandres in the hollow of the kidneys
And everything will be fine there
The wind will prevail
Your message the big bear
And the course of the race
instant velvet
Even if it is useless
The wind will prevail
Everything will disappear
The wind will Carry Us
The caress and the grape shot
This wound that tugs us
The palace of other days
From yesterday and tomorrow
The wind will carry them
Shoulder strap genetics
Chromosomes in the atmosphere
Taxis for galaxies
And my flying carpet
The wind will prevail
Everything will disappear
The wind will Carry Us
This scent of our dead years
Those who can knock on your door
The infinity of fate
We ask one, what do we remember?
The wind will prevail
As the tide rises
And that everyone does their accounts
I take in the hollow of my shadow
Dust from you
What a beautiful song! 10
Oh to meander in the hollow of your kidneys...
In July 2010, the conditional status of Bertrand Cantat's release was lifted and he was declared as having completely served his sentence.
According to Wikipedia, Cantat was not fully reformed by serving that sentence:
On the night of 10 January 2010, Cantat's former wife Krisztina Rády died by suicide. At the time of her death, Bertrand Cantat was present in the house. She was discovered by their children the following day.[10] Shortly before her death, Rády had complained of mental abuse by Cantat. The physical abuse she complained of on the answering machine is that he threw some objects at her, but she never mentioned that he was assaulting her. According to Cantat, Rády's parents had spent a week with him after the suicide.[11] Magistrates in Bordeaux investigated Cantat in connection with Rady's suicide, but ultimately decided not to press charges.
Johnny_Alpha wrote:
In July 2010, the conditional status of Bertrand Cantat's release was lifted and he was declared as having completely served his sentence.
Don't understand a word but gave it 10 :-)
For those of us limited in language, this from Google translate:
I'm not afraid of the road
Should see, we have to taste it
Meandres in the hollow of the kidneys
And everything will be fine there
The wind will prevail
Your message the big bear
And the course of the race
instant velvet
Even if it is useless
The wind will prevail
Everything will disappear
The wind will Carry Us
The caress and the grape shot
This wound that tugs us
The palace of other days
From yesterday and tomorrow
The wind will carry them
Shoulder strap genetics
Chromosomes in the atmosphere
Taxis for galaxies
And my flying carpet
The wind will prevail
Everything will disappear
The wind will Carry Us
This scent of our dead years
Those who can knock on your door
The infinity of fate
We ask one, what do we remember?
The wind will prevail
As the tide rises
And that everyone does their accounts
I take in the hollow of my shadow
Dust from you
What a beautiful song! 10
Bonjour & Thank You for the translation!!!
I can't excuse Cantat and the band didn't also. Now... Maybe my favourite album of this band. Really shamanic writing. There is also more rock from this french band before.
By the way... I'm really glad this music is still on RP ^^ 9 for me
It was an awful night
I loved this song even before you posted the lyrics in English. But then again, even though my French is far too limited, I love a lot of songs sung in that language.
The old saying that French is a language meant for singing, English is meant for speaking, and German is meant for spitting. I agree with the first part (not necessarily with the third part, but my parents only spoke German in our home when they were arguing - so maybe there is something to it.)
And for the linguistically challenged, the artist's name translates as: 'Black Desire'. 'Nuf said!
For those of us limited in language, this from Google translate:
I'm not afraid of the road
Should see, we have to taste it
Meandres in the hollow of the kidneys
And everything will be fine there
The wind will prevail
Your message the big bear
And the course of the race
instant velvet
Even if it is useless
The wind will prevail
Everything will disappear
The wind will Carry Us
The caress and the grape shot
This wound that tugs us
The palace of other days
From yesterday and tomorrow
The wind will carry them
Shoulder strap genetics
Chromosomes in the atmosphere
Taxis for galaxies
And my flying carpet
The wind will prevail
Everything will disappear
The wind will Carry Us
This scent of our dead years
Those who can knock on your door
The infinity of fate
We ask one, what do we remember?
The wind will prevail
As the tide rises
And that everyone does their accounts
I take in the hollow of my shadow
Dust from you
What a beautiful song! 10
I loved this song even before you posted the lyrics in English. But then again, even though my French is far too limited, I love a lot of songs sung in that language.
The old saying that French is a language meant for singing, English is meant for speaking, and German is meant for spitting. I agree with the first part (not necessarily with the third part, but my parents only spoke German in our home when they were arguing - so maybe there is something to it.)
not that it mitigates the crime in anyway but he did apparently try to kill himself with an OD of pills when he found out how bad her injuries were.
Apparently they both left their families and partners to be with each other, which is pretty heavy stuff emotionally and a big ask, and it sounds like he lost it completely. The whole thing appears to be an unmitigated disaster, with his ex-wife later committing suicide. Passion and morals don't always bed together, yet they need each other. A life lived without the one or the other is a life half-lived.
You can believe no one knows the full story but we can observe its tragedy.
his creations and his facts... both are different
hahaha jus saw the 3 downvotes...should i have said a "great beat to murder someone to?" i was painting for goodness sakes. get over yourselves
Hi listening to Radio Paradise for v first time. Will listen to Station a lot more.
following a dispute over a text message. Seven hours later,
Trintignant’s brother called emergency services to go to the couple’s
Lithuanian hotel room, as Trintignant had slipped into a deep coma. She
died of swelling to the brain several days later in hospital.
The post-mortem examination suggested that Cantat had inflicted 19
blows !!!!!! to Trintignant's head, causing irreversible brain damage.
In court, Cantat claimed he "slapped" Trintignant four times before putting her to bed. He claimed he had flown into a jealous rage after she received a text message from her ex-husband.
Trintignant was 41 at the time of her death, and left four young sons.
His house was burned down in Moustey.
His spouse and his two children initially were supposed to be in the house at that
time, but were in Bordeaux, instead.
At the request of his lawyers, Cantat was moved from a Lithuanian prison to a prison near Muret, France, September 2004. Cantat served four years of his eight-year
sentence in prison. According to French law, after half of a prison
sentence has been served, a criminal with good behavior can be released
to serve the rest of his sentence on parole.
Cantat was released from the French prison on parole in October 2007, after
serving half of his sentence. His early release aroused the anger of
women's rights activists and the victim’s parents, who had failed to
persuade French President Nicolas Sarkozy and French judges to block his early release.
On the night of 10 January 2010, Cantat's ex-wife Krisztina Rády
died by suicide. At the time of her death, Bertrand Cantat was present
in the house. She was discovered by their children the following day.
Shortly before her death, Rády had complained of mental abuse by
Cantat. The physical abuse she complained of on the answering machine is
that he threw some objects at her, but she never mentioned that he was
assaulting her.
This is tragic and sad and truly horrible. I won't be hearing this music the same.
and will be judged in court, not here - the music still stands
Would his music still have been played if he would have been guilty of a hate crime? I suspect that misogyny and wife-beating (killing in this case) is just not a crime that stirs up a lot of passion in todays culture.
I'm not afraid of the road
Should see, we have to taste it
Meandres in the hollow of the kidneys
And everything will be fine there
The wind will prevail
Your message the big bear
And the course of the race
instant velvet
Even if it is useless
The wind will prevail
Everything will disappear
The wind will Carry Us
The caress and the grape shot
This wound that tugs us
The palace of other days
From yesterday and tomorrow
The wind will carry them
Shoulder strap genetics
Chromosomes in the atmosphere
Taxis for galaxies
And my flying carpet
The wind will prevail
Everything will disappear
The wind will Carry Us
This scent of our dead years
Those who can knock on your door
The infinity of fate
We ask one, what do we remember?
The wind will prevail
As the tide rises
And that everyone does their accounts
I take in the hollow of my shadow
Dust from you
What a beautiful song! 10
following a dispute over a text message. Seven hours later,
Trintignant’s brother called emergency services to go to the couple’s
Lithuanian hotel room, as Trintignant had slipped into a deep coma. She
died of swelling to the brain several days later in hospital.
The post-mortem examination suggested that Cantat had inflicted 19
blows !!!!!! to Trintignant's head, causing irreversible brain damage.
In court, Cantat claimed he "slapped" Trintignant four times before putting her to bed. He claimed he had flown into a jealous rage after she received a text message from her ex-husband.
Trintignant was 41 at the time of her death, and left four young sons.
His house was burned down in Moustey.
His spouse and his two children initially were supposed to be in the house at that
time, but were in Bordeaux, instead.
At the request of his lawyers, Cantat was moved from a Lithuanian prison to a prison near Muret, France, September 2004. Cantat served four years of his eight-year
sentence in prison. According to French law, after half of a prison
sentence has been served, a criminal with good behavior can be released
to serve the rest of his sentence on parole.
Cantat was released from the French prison on parole in October 2007, after
serving half of his sentence. His early release aroused the anger of
women's rights activists and the victim’s parents, who had failed to
persuade French President Nicolas Sarkozy and French judges to block his early release.
On the night of 10 January 2010, Cantat's ex-wife Krisztina Rády
died by suicide. At the time of her death, Bertrand Cantat was present
in the house. She was discovered by their children the following day.
Shortly before her death, Rády had complained of mental abuse by
Cantat. The physical abuse she complained of on the answering machine is
that he threw some objects at her, but she never mentioned that he was
assaulting her.
... Passion and morals don't always bed together, yet they need each other. A life lived without the one or the other is a life half-lived.
Great post, friend.
Great tune, too.
and will be judged in court, not here - the music still stands
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/...
Agreed that the music is what's important here, though he has been judged and has been released (some time ago) - though a lot of heartache around this guy....guess there's more than one reason not to have an affair.....Long Live RP!!
and will be judged in court, not here - the music still stands
enjoy!!
It's easy to judge someone else—until you're in their shoes...
I really do appreciate your comment. Domestic abuse is still considered by most man as a "minor mishap"!!
This one is very good to and so cool.
And I think that what will happened in the futur cannot have an influence with the meaning of these songs wrote a few years ago.
My English is bad ?! I know it
LonesomeDrifter wrote:
Absolutely, and revertedly that's why French listeners don't mind hearing Pearl Jam, U2 and The Police on RP ^^
C'est Quoi?
Love you
And put on TOSTAKY PLEASE !!!!!
But not triple dog dare. Not enough hands.
Hands? What the hell do the number of hands have to do with the number of dogs you can juggle?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_AoSmv8skaY
But not triple dog dare. Not enough hands.
But... an accident ? No should NEVER slap (or hit) a woman.
Bad temper, alcohol maybe (drugs ? Wtf : she was shooting a movie!) but the fault is 100% on his head and he says so.
And he didn't stay very long in prison
For "no reason for keep punishing...", we'll talk on this subject again the day your only daughter will be killed...
not that it mitigates the crime in anyway but he did apparently try to kill himself with an OD of pills when he found out how bad her injuries were.
Apparently they both left their families and partners to be with each other, which is pretty heavy stuff emotionally and a big ask, and it sounds like he lost it completely. The whole thing appears to be an unmitigated disaster, with his ex-wife later committing suicide. Passion and morals don't always bed together, yet they need each other. A life lived without the one or the other is a life half-lived.
It would be great to have a PIA button, wouldn't it?
Ulises wrote:
Frère Jacques!
I'll take it. Whatever happened to Sonny La Matina anyway.. what's he doing these days?
It would be great to have a PIA button, wouldn't it?
Frère Jacques!
7:00 am - Paul Weller - You Do Something To Me
Two of my favorite songs, back to back. Thanks, Bill!
Well, it happened again today—only in reverse—and I second that! Cheers!
La Marseillaise.
7:00 am - Paul Weller - You Do Something To Me
Two of my favorite songs, back to back. Thanks, Bill!
what about "ce soir je bois" ? ...
memory of our lost friends !
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PbFgWZA3ZD4
That's a quick judgement... I doubt Marie Trintignant was as innocent as she has been painted. They seemed to be both pretty much equally into drugs and alcohol, I'm not the judge and haven't been to the trial but he has been heavily condemned, he has done his time in jail and he should now be forgiven. It was an accident, two people that were not in their right state of mind, who lost control and it lead to her death. It's unfortunate but no reason to keep punishing him the way the Trintignant family does.
But... an accident ? No should NEVER slap (or hit) a woman.
Bad temper, alcohol maybe (drugs ? Wtf : she was shooting a movie!) but the fault is 100% on his head and he says so.
And he didn't stay very long in prison
For "no reason for keep punishing...", we'll talk on this subject again the day your only daughter will be killed...
PSD is there for you...
but this song existed before the murder, is played by a band and not only the singer...
The "damnatio memoriae" seems a bit excessive for me.
Today, the band doesn't exist anymore, due to this murder.
Here, in France, nobody forgets this case, but the man and his work shouldn't be so linked, in my opinion.
Forgive my English
Feels good to hear French music here!
That's a quick judgement... I doubt Marie Trintignant was as innocent as she has been painted. They seemed to be both pretty much equally into drugs and alcohol, I'm not the judge and haven't been to the trial but he has been heavily condemned, he has done his time in jail and he should now be forgiven. It was an accident, two people that were not in their right state of mind, who lost control and it lead to her death. It's unfortunate but no reason to keep punishing him the way the Trintignant family does.
NoEnzLefttoSplit wrote:
We haven't heard the end of all this. Many, many more pervy heads will roll before this sordid rubbish is over. Cliff is in the firing line as we speak. They appear to be sniping them off one at a time to keep the old gits sweating. String em' all up in a line, I say.
Now that Rolf Harris has been convicted of child sexual molestation, I wonder if all his oeuvre will become unplayable, as Garry Glitter's has.
lord, I hope so.
As for all the judgmental comments...........Much ado about nothing.
C'est la vie
Do you have a robots brain? That's the impression I get from reading your posts in various threads as you have this formulaic, by the numbers type of mindset.
It's either A or B, black or white, no shades of grey. Exactly the problems artificial intelligence has.
Jota, let us hope that your child is not taken from you like this man took another parents child...and left four young children without a mother....
But this tune will forever make me think of a woman killer, brutality and violence.
I don't listen to radio to be reminded of humanity's worst flaws
Oh what moral high ground you stand upon; hiding safely behind your computer screen whilst people in refuge camps die of thirst. Our inaction is as condemning as murderous actions and so, my fellow earthling, we are all murderers unworthy of high regard for the state in which our world lies.
Please first learn to distinguish between individual and collective responsibility. They are not equivalent, however well-intentioned your advice. See Fred's excellent citation of Hanna Arendt below.
so should i add "drunk", "junkie", "woman beater" to the vast majoprity of artists we hear on RP ?
hopefully for all of us, a word is not enough to describe completely what we are....
of course, there may be some exceptions
Oh what moral high ground you stand upon; hiding safely behind your computer screen whilst people in refuge camps die of thirst. Our inaction is as condemning as murderous actions and so, my fellow earthling, we are all murderers unworthy of high regard for the state in which our world lies.
No. That's a very dangerous statement. As Hannah Arendt once wrote, on the subject of collective guilt: "Where all are guilty, none are". If all are guilty, by omission, of murder as you write, then the real murderers are different only in degree, not kind. Perhaps going off-topic, guilt is also a very poor motivator, and serves only to reinforce the position of those determining the guilt. I spent a good part of my growing-up in Catholic Ireland, so have some experience of this...
Now that Rolf Harris has been convicted of child sexual molestation, I wonder if all his oeuvre will become unplayable, as Garry Glitter's has.
He was married, and so was she (mother of 4), she was his mistress and he bashed her head with lethal force upto 17 times. That is the "love of his life". I would hate to see what he does to people he does not love. He did 4 years.
Do you have a robots brain? That's the impression I get from reading your posts in various threads as you have this formulaic, by the numbers type of mindset.
It's either A or B, black or white, no shades of grey. Exactly the problems artificial intelligence has.
He was married, and so was she (mother of 4), she was his mistress and he bashed her head with lethal force upto 17 times. That is the "love of his life". I would hate to see what he does to people he does not love. He did 4 years.
I feel bad for you. Nowhere is as black and white as America, except maybe Stingray's world.
Sophie Hunger ...
While we are at it:
Oh what moral high ground you stand upon; hiding safely behind your computer screen whilst people in refuge camps die of thirst. Our inaction is as condemning as murderous actions and so, my fellow earthling, we are all murderers unworthy of high regard for the state in which our world lies.
Well said.
And even though I believe everything has been said about that on this thread... Bertrand Cantat wrote this song way before he killed Marie Trintignant...which he didn't do on purpose, deeply regretted cos she was the love of his life, and did his time in jail for.
What happened is tragic indeed, and you can hate the man for what he did, but don't condemn the song AND the band because it has nothing to do with blood and/or murder!
He was married, and so was she (mother of 4), she was his mistress and he bashed her head with lethal force upto 17 times. That is the "love of his life". I would hate to see what he does to people he does not love. He did 4 years.