Kent - Nouba (éponyme, 1996).
samedi 18 juin 2011
Des parties de légo.
Les enfants, les grands, qui sont ceux qui jouent au légo ?
Kent - Nouba (éponyme, 1996).
Kent - Nouba (éponyme, 1996).
samedi 16 avril 2011
I don't know what I'm to say.
Me rappelle quelque chose...
Anna B Sweet - Take on me (Eponyme, 2009).
Anna B Sweet - Take on me (Eponyme, 2009).
dimanche 27 juin 2010
Redites-moi des choses tendres...
Gabor Szabo - Autumn leaves / Speak to me of love (Spellbinder, 1966).
dimanche 6 juin 2010
vendredi 21 mai 2010
Poum poum poum poum poum poum poum.
Yo la tengo - Beanbag chair (I'm not afraid of you and i will beat your ass, 2006).
I have spent my life trying to understand
Just how my life lets aware who I am
But it leaves a bitter taste
And feels like such a waste
I am so totally vague
Betray the dark line, see if I care
I loved you when I was young
But no more
So burn down the fireman's fair
Memory plays its tricks on me
In my mind's eye, I claim to see
I'm losing every race I run
Making misery out of fun
So bulldoze the new road they're driving
Slash the beanbag chair
You held me for so very long
But no more
So burn down the fireman's fair
How many type of things do we think we need?
But that doesn't make them true
I'm a little afraid I'm falling far and free
I'll leave that up to you
That's up to you
So won't you find me totally vague
A drain has died, see if I care
I loved you when I was young
But no more
So burn down the fireman's fair
Fireman's fair
Burn down the fireman's fair
Fireman's fair
Burn down the fireman's fair
I have spent my life trying to understand
Just how my life lets aware who I am
But it leaves a bitter taste
And feels like such a waste
I am so totally vague
Betray the dark line, see if I care
I loved you when I was young
But no more
So burn down the fireman's fair
Memory plays its tricks on me
In my mind's eye, I claim to see
I'm losing every race I run
Making misery out of fun
So bulldoze the new road they're driving
Slash the beanbag chair
You held me for so very long
But no more
So burn down the fireman's fair
How many type of things do we think we need?
But that doesn't make them true
I'm a little afraid I'm falling far and free
I'll leave that up to you
That's up to you
So won't you find me totally vague
A drain has died, see if I care
I loved you when I was young
But no more
So burn down the fireman's fair
Fireman's fair
Burn down the fireman's fair
Fireman's fair
Burn down the fireman's fair
dimanche 9 mai 2010
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